Chapter # 1
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“It is time.” A voice called the club dancer who was applying a dark shade of red lipstick.
A dark smirk came to her lips upon hearing it, she turned.
Her exquisite blue eyes, lightest shade which leaves an appealing grace. Running her hand in the black hairs, she let them fall on her back.
“I see.” She hummed in her tempting voice, rising from her seat.
The Blue Angel- Aurelia Blue
A strange seductiveness emanated from her, waving her hand to dismiss the man who called her as she left for her night performance.
“Let’s go and greet our guests then.”
Meanwhile,
“It is time.” Another voice called a man with dark brown hairs combed perfectly accompanied with perfect tan and beard, eyes closed and indulging in the silence.
Humming, his hazel eyes opened slowly, curling his lips from one side in thrill for the upcoming event, “I see.”
Dressed in an all black suit with no tie, a few buttons of his shirt were opened from where a locket of a cross hung.
Emitting a dominant presence no one can resist, he raised from his seat, ordering while leaving.
“Let’s go and greet our guests then.”
The Red Beast- Alphonse Jude
Alphonse was leaving for an important deal. His men stole gems worth billions and it was time to sell them in the black market.
“Let’s hope the deal goes well.” His right hand man, Louis said but Alphonse’s face held no expression, only staring out of his window.
“It’s not the deal I care about.” He hummed, turning his intimidating orbs to his.
His breath hitched, vexed he might not have said something he might regret.
“Then..?” He trailed off.
“I want to see if Nathaniel’s information is right or not.” He responded in a sigh.
The information was hidden from his troupe- Red m******e but his distant acquaintance Nathaninel Alroy managed to get his hand on it.
They knew his beast would unleash if he laid his eyes on her.
And they gave the lion his bait; His Blue.
“How will you recognize Madam Aurora? You were only seventeen back then and it’s been ten years.” Louis asked in confusion.
They were astonished by his frenzy towards a person who was probably dying in the streets but no matter where she was.
He will find her, he will cage her in his domain.
“I only need one glance, Louis.” He responded with a sinful smirk, leaning back on the backseat of his Rolls Royce.
“I hope you find her there.” He breathed out, choosing to remain silent.
“Hmm.”
Soon, they reached their destination. It was a club owned by their client. The sound dispersed in the air with dancers all around.
“Well, it’s an honor to meet you, Sir.” His client Denver smiled, shaking hands with him.
They sat in a secluded place, away from the others, reserved only for VIPs and Denver offered the best of his services to
“Likewise.” He hummed, taking a seat.
Putting his one leg over the other and holding a stoic expression to assertive his dominance in this room.
“Before we begin, allow me to show a piece of my hospitality.” Denver smirked, bowing slightly as a show of respect.
"Permission granted.” Alphonse smirked, resting his arm on the headrest of the couch.
He could feel his heart racing in anticipation to catch a glimpse of her face after years.
All he cared about was finding her here of all places.
“I guess the deal has been quite clear…” Denver began to say, taking a seat.
“Not yet.” He paused, glancing at the dancers which began to come one by one and getting on the stage.
“Why not?” Alphonse’s eyes were affixed on the dancers hoping to find the one for whom he was here for.
His eyes searched around for her.
“Increase your rate.” He demanded.
Finally, his eyes fell upon the bewitching body of the person he was hoping to meet. How could he forget those irresistible rare blue eyes.
“How much?” Denver inquired as their meeting went on.
By the passing time, Alphonse’s all attention was glued to Aurelia who was dancing according to the rhythm of the music, swaying her hips in the air.
Tsk, her place is not here.
He thought angrily when he noticed another man moving his hand to grope her ass.
It infuriated him, he took out his gun and pointed at that person.
“What are you doing?!” Denver yelled, baffled by his action.
The dancers stopped and moved down in fright.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?” He asked dominantly, putting his gun on the man’s forehead.
“W-What d-did I do, S-Sir?” He stammered in immense terror.
His very presence silenced everyone, they were tensed to fathom his next move.
“Take him away.” He ordered, Louis nodded and motioned the guards to take him.
“What are you doing? You can’t do this!” Denver tried to argue but irked by his nagging, he pointed his gun at him.
“How dare you point a gun at me in my own f*****g club?” He snarled.
Taking a step closer, Alphonse simply smirked sinfully in return.
“Let’s cut this quick, Denver. You cannot scratch my skin, let alone hurt me.” He began to say, scaring him by his presence.
“So let’s make this meeting short. You are either going to pay me an extra billion or I will find another seller.” He hissed in a whisper-like tone.
“Y-You can’t do this.” He trembled but it was useless to bargain with the devil.
“Oh, I can do anything.” He let out a dark chuckle, not removing his gun.
“Now, you are going to be a good boy and do as I order.” His voice was threatening and Denver knew.
If he valued his life then better go along his ways.
“Also.”
Pausing, he turned to the dancers still trembling, scared by the abrupt change in the air.
An evil smile came to his lips when he enunciated.
“Send this one to my room.” She gasped, crawling back, not believing Alphonse Jude had expressed his inclination to see her.
Her heart stopped for a second by his command, his crushing presence left her stunned and intimidated.
“Yes, Boss.” Louis smirked, knowing that he finally found his target. The bird he was going to cage eternally.
The real reason why he bothered to come personally for a paltry meeting all by himself.
After forcing his meeting to go according to his demands, Alphonse checked into his seven-star hotel.
His impulses were enhanced immensely by each step, the thrill to watch her, to hold her in his arms was driving him insane.
And nothing could take this away from him.
Finally… He thought exhilaratingly when he reached his room.
The creaking sound of the door being opened made Aurelia nervous. Biting her bottom lip, she looked down, holding the hem of her dress.
He is here. He is here. She thought.
He entered, eyes falling upon the petite figure facing her back by the timidness.
“Well, well.”
Entering, he took off his coat, throwing it on the couch, left only in his black shirt and trousers.
Having no tie increased his enchant. His slow steps approached her as he slowly rolled his sleeves.
Her heart almost stopped when she felt his hot breath on her neck, enticing her unwillingly.
Letting a low, menacing suppressed laugh, his thick lips moved to her ears, indulging in her shivers by their proximity as he said seductively,
“I have finally caught you.”
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