Page 28 of Sanguineous Fiend
Fuck. Okay, so I need to find someone and take them to their room and then bring Scarlett there. How do I do this so that we can both get away with it, but she can see what I require? Can I plan this before she explodes and kicks me out of her room?
What if I tie her up, then come back and bring her somewhere else after I find someone? No. That won’t work. She will just fight me. What if I tell her my plan? Nope. She wouldn’t go along with it.
I think I have it.
“Promise me you will be here when I get back. Give me an hour.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. This is goodbye, Letty. Now get out.”
I shake my head. I don’t think so. I can’t deal with that. I won’t walk out that door unless she agrees to be here when I come back.
“I can’t do that. Be here. I will be back shortly.”
I don’t wait for her to respond. I just exit her room. Grabbing her keycard on the way out and sliding it into my purse. I need to find someone with a room here and get them to take me back there. If I can get them to their room, then I can come back for Scarlett. I can show her. Teach her what I need. Maybe she can accept me then.
Just maybe.
I take the elevator down to the bottom floor and head straight toward the ropes separating the rich men from the rest of the casino. I just need one. One man to get up to his room and then she will understand.
I walk up to the round table where the men still play. I can’t choose that woman’s husband that invited me here. So who do I go with? I study the men and then note the one they said not to touch. The one that is gross and diseased. He will do.
They won’t have to worry about him anymore, and I get the person I need. It won’t take much. The women talk a lot at the bar and I know what he likes, even if I don’t care to go near him. Might as well get this over with.
I step up to his side and then slide into his lap. His hand wraps around my hip. He smiles wide and I ignore the table and those around it as I wrap one arm around his shoulders.
“Hey there.”
“What can I do for you, sweetheart?”
I lean into his ear. Whispering exactly what I want him to do. He looks straight ahead as they continue their game. He’s interested. I can see it in his eyes. He wants to take me up on the offer I just gave him.
So when the round ends, he taps my hip, and I stand up. He wraps his arm back around my waist as he leads me away from the table. He doesn’t even speak as we make our way out of the area and toward the elevators. He doesn’t release me as we step through the elevator doors and then head straight for the top of the tower. He has the penthouse suite. Fuck.
We exit the elevator straight into the open apartment style suite. It’s luxurious. The living area is filled with cream furniture. The glass coffee table is in the center of the couches and chairs over a burgundy rug. The kitchen is straight ahead and a bar with stools sits off to the left of the open floor. A place to sit and eat without taking up too much space.
Now that I know where he is, I can go and grab Scarlett. Take her straight here and show her what I do. Why it’s so intoxicating to me, and I can’t forget the feeling of it all.
“Get ready for us and I will be back with my friend. Meet us in the bedroom.”
“Sure thing, sweetheart.”
He’s so confident that he has what we want that he doesn’t even question me leaving him here to go get my friend. A normal person would question why she wasn’t here with me already. They would question why we were interested in him.
He hands me the entry keycard and I enter the elevator that’s still open and hit the button to take me to the floor Scarlett is on. I pull her keycard from my purse and open the door to find Scarlett is no longer sitting on the couch. I search for her and she comes out of the bedroom to stare at me.
She’s changed her clothes, and now she’s in a pair of leggings and a long t-shirt. She wasn’t expecting me to really come backhere. To come find her when I need her to see the truth. To feel what I do when I’m covered in someone else’s blood.
“Come with me.” Simple and yet direct.
“What do you want, Letty? I’m not leaving with you.”
“Please. I have something to show you.”
“I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“It will be fine. I promise.”
“I don’t trust you. You ruined this. Ruined us.”
