Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
“You know how to put makeup on women?” I asked.
“No, I don’t, but I know how to make a fairy.” He painted something onto my eyes, and then onto my cheeks, and neck, followed by my lips. “Go and look.”
I returned to the mirror, and he’d given above my eyes a blue glittery sparkle. There was also glitter on my cheeks and neck. Not too much, but enough to give me the look of a fairy. My lips were painted red and I turned toward Ive.
“What do you think?” I asked, giving him a bow. “Would I make a good fairy for you?”
“You’re perfect.”
My heart began to pound. I don’t know if he even realized he said some of the sweetest things to me.
“So, where are we going?” I asked.
“We’re going to a party.” He held out his hand for me, and I took it. He locked our fingers together, and we left the bedroom to find Hubert waiting by the main door. We traveled toward the elevator and stepped inside. I watched it descend, taking us down to the main floor.
We stepped off and were close to the main doors when my sister’s voice stopped us. I noticed Hubert and Ive tensed up. Did they see her as a potential threat?
“I wanted to get a picture,” she said.
Hubert stepped away and Ive wrapped his arm around me, pulling me in close. I didn’t even need to be asked to smile. It just came naturally as she looked through her camera and took the shot.
“Got it.”
I smiled at her.
“Go and have fun.” She rushed toward me and kissed my cheek. She came away looking all glittery, which made us both laugh.
Ive turned me back to the door, and Hubert was once again there, as we headed to the car. I don’t know why it wasn’t parked in the underground parking lot, but I wasn’t going to argue about the car being parked in a completely different place.
It was an unnecessary waste of breath. Ive helped me into the back of the car, and Hubert took the wheel.
I had no idea where we were going, but I looked around the city. There were some groups of people dressed up, wandering up and down the street, but most of them were not.
Was it silly to want to dress up? To have some fun? I wasn’t a child.
I didn’t get a chance to ask Ive to turn us around as we arrived at his nightclub. We’d never gone to one before and I heard the noise the moment we stepped out of the car. There was a long queue and I expected us to join it, but Ive took my hand, and once again we were heading inside.
My heart raced as we stepped into the nightclub. The music was loud, almost too much, but then, I looked around and saw everyone was in fancy dress. Vampires, police officers, some people were dressed up as celebrities.
I loved it. Ive said something to Hubert and my guard left. As for Ive, he took me through to the VIP section.
“How about a drink?” he asked.
“Would you like to dance with me?”
“After a drink.”
I pouted but it didn’t exactly last long since I was distracted by the dance floor. So many people were dancing. Some were couples, others were single people, and I watched as men and women came together.
There was a lot of happiness on the dance floor.
Our drinks were delivered by a female pirate and I was pretty sure she had one breast hanging out, but I didn’t say anything. Ive didn’t show her any attention at all.
He took the whiskey from her and handed me a drink. It looked fruity and refreshing.
“Be careful,” he said. “It’s a lot more alcoholic than it looks.”
Taking the drink, I had a sip, and it was so nice and fruity. I was pretty sure I could taste oranges, mangoes, pineapple, and a lot of other fruits. It made my mouth zing. I went in for another drink and Ive took the drink from me.
“It tastes good,” I said.
Ive’s cell phone went off and I used his distraction to pick my drink up and have a few more sips.
I didn’t see what the problem was. He’d given me a fruit drink.
I wanted to go and dance.
“Come on,” Ive said.
I didn’t argue with him as he moved us toward the dance floor. People moved out of his way. I didn’t know if they knew he was one of the brigadiers in the Volkov Bratva, but I wasn’t about to tell them.
There was a space for us, and Ive pulled me into his arms, pressing his knee between my thighs as he banded a hand around my waist. That felt good.
The music for me faded away. I wasn’t paying attention to it. My one and only focus was on Ive. He took the lead and I loved how closely he danced with me. I didn’t want it to stop. His hands on my body felt so good.