Page 1 of Forever Desired
Chapter One
“It’s amazing how flawless your skin is. I’m so jealous you don’t need as much makeup as the rest of us,” Olivia grumbled.
Athena Chambers grinned and finished putting on the final touches of her makeup. She never did like to cake on the layers.
It was always shared with her that she was a natural beauty and didn’t need to wear it, but in her line of business, it was mandatory.
She was a nightclub singer in one of the most exclusive hotels in Las Vegas, the Turin.
She had moved to Sin City with a few hundred bucks in her pocket. She’d settled into a small apartment that wasn’t much and had planned to look for a job waitressing.
A few days after arriving in Las Vegas, she’d seen there was a search for a singer for the Murazzi, a trendy nightclub located inside the hotel. It required the vocalist to be comfortable with performing all genres.
Something had resonated inside her when she’d read the flyer.
Athena had grown up listening to all forms of music. With her many octaves, she could sing them all.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought she’d nail the audition on the first night.
Luck had definitely been on her side that day.
“It’s not easy being beautiful.” She dramatically placed the back of her hand to her forehead. She turned around in her chair with a painful expression on her face.
Laughter filled the dressing room.
“You’re an idiot.” Olivia snorted, throwing a makeup sponge at her.
Athena chuckled, batting it away.
She had grown close to her band members. They spent plenty of time with each other rehearsing and preparing for the shows.
A knock sounded at the door before it opened a crack. The stage manager, Alfred, poked his head inside the room.
“Hey, Alfred,” Athena called out with a smile. She grabbed the brush from her table and ran it through her long, dark tresses.
“Ten minutes, people. The crowd is packed tonight,” Alfred warned.
“Thanks.” Athena nodded, dropping the brush, and stood from her chair. She shook her head and watched her hair flow around her shoulders.
Perfect.
She tightened the ties on her black silk robe. The hotel provided her with an impressive wardrobe that played to the girlie-girl in her.
What woman wouldn’t want to have an endless supply of expensive heels and dresses?
“We know they are all here to see Athena,” Liza muttered.
She and Olivia were Athena’s talented background singers.
Athena had become a popular singer with a mass following. It had all begun when Alfred had posted a few live feeds on the internet, and her popularity skyrocketed. To Athena’s surprise, the views of her singing hit the millions.
Now, there wasn’t a show that wasn’t sold out.
Athena still wasn’t comfortable with her newfound popularity. Her social media pages were bombarded with fans, all trying to get a piece of her.
If only her family could see her now.
While she’d been growing up, her parents had tolerated her singing but stressed to her that performing would never be a career that would pay her bills.
