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grumbled, his expression disgruntled but I had seen the flash of humour in his eyes. This was my chance to prove to him that I really could sing, that I could do this.
With a huge grin on my face, I hurried off to the auditorium, looking back once to make sure Tony was following me. This was my big chance and I knew I had to make sure I didn’t blow it.
Chapter Four
Fabian
Fabian was restless and hungry, not just for blood but for sex and when he walked into the club with Francesca at his side, he had one objective and one objective only. He was going after Sirene and for the first time in a very long time, he wanted to try and win her over without using mind control on her. Well, he’d probably try at some stage but not tonight. Tonight he needed to find out what the story was with her.
Something had happened to Cassandra that stunned him. The woman was no longer getting around like the shell of a human being, but most importantly, for some reason he couldn’t touch her anymore. He couldn’t mind control her without blinding pain to the fucking cock just to make it worse, and he’d been forced back to trolling for women to fuck and feed off and he was done with it.
He wanted Sirene, he burned with his desire for her but he wanted to know more about her, because he strongly suspected that she was responsible for Cassandra’s transformation and his inability to touch her anymore. It was too much of a coincidence. Somehow what had happened had to be linked to the raven haired beauty. Which of course made him wonder what the hell was she?
He silently groaned. Not again, surely? First Allegra, now Sirene was possibly not entirely human. She sure looked human, smelled human and her heart beat, pumping that sweet blood of hers around that gorgeous body, he’d heard it. So what was she or was he reading more into all this?
Standing in the club with Francesca wasn’t going to get him any answers, he needed to speak with her, but as he glanced around, he couldn’t see her. She was supposed to be working tonight, Chloe had told him that.
He walked through the crowds towards the bar, but there was no sign of her. As he drew closer to the doors into the room where the live bands played, he could hear the loud beat of the music and there was a woman singing.
There was something about her voice. It was actually turning him on. It was strong, sensual and with that slightly husky, sexy quality to it. Fuck, he really needed to get laid if a voice singing was turning him on.
Unable to help himself, he moved closer to the doors, where that voice was coming from and pushed his way inside, Francesca following, and when he glanced towards the stage, he was stunned and instantly, painfully erect. Fuck it was Sirene.
Fabian stared at her, speechless, amazed, shocked and so turned on, he just wanted to throw her on the floor regardless of who could see them. He would happily fuck her until they both came, and he realised that was true. He wanted to make Sirene come. He didn’t always care with a lot of the women. Not unless they were ones he had some slight interest in, but one stop fuck and feed trolls were of no significance to him. He didn’t give a damn if they came or not just so long as he did.
His attention shifted back to his raven haired beauty. She was wearing some black sleeveless dress that appeared to be covered in something glittery as it shimmered with every move of her body. It clung to her like a second skin and barely made it to mid-thigh. She wore high heeled shoes that made her legs look incredible and her hair tumbled over her shoulders and back in a wild mane. Her makeup was fairly heavy, dark eyeshadow, mascara and eyeliner, with her lips in some deep shade probably to allow for her being on stage and under the special lighting.
“Fuck Fabian, did you know she could sing?” Fran’s voice caused him to reluctantly look away from Sirene.
“No, but I must concede, she’s very good.” He
With a huge grin on my face, I hurried off to the auditorium, looking back once to make sure Tony was following me. This was my big chance and I knew I had to make sure I didn’t blow it.
Chapter Four
Fabian
Fabian was restless and hungry, not just for blood but for sex and when he walked into the club with Francesca at his side, he had one objective and one objective only. He was going after Sirene and for the first time in a very long time, he wanted to try and win her over without using mind control on her. Well, he’d probably try at some stage but not tonight. Tonight he needed to find out what the story was with her.
Something had happened to Cassandra that stunned him. The woman was no longer getting around like the shell of a human being, but most importantly, for some reason he couldn’t touch her anymore. He couldn’t mind control her without blinding pain to the fucking cock just to make it worse, and he’d been forced back to trolling for women to fuck and feed off and he was done with it.
He wanted Sirene, he burned with his desire for her but he wanted to know more about her, because he strongly suspected that she was responsible for Cassandra’s transformation and his inability to touch her anymore. It was too much of a coincidence. Somehow what had happened had to be linked to the raven haired beauty. Which of course made him wonder what the hell was she?
He silently groaned. Not again, surely? First Allegra, now Sirene was possibly not entirely human. She sure looked human, smelled human and her heart beat, pumping that sweet blood of hers around that gorgeous body, he’d heard it. So what was she or was he reading more into all this?
Standing in the club with Francesca wasn’t going to get him any answers, he needed to speak with her, but as he glanced around, he couldn’t see her. She was supposed to be working tonight, Chloe had told him that.
He walked through the crowds towards the bar, but there was no sign of her. As he drew closer to the doors into the room where the live bands played, he could hear the loud beat of the music and there was a woman singing.
There was something about her voice. It was actually turning him on. It was strong, sensual and with that slightly husky, sexy quality to it. Fuck, he really needed to get laid if a voice singing was turning him on.
Unable to help himself, he moved closer to the doors, where that voice was coming from and pushed his way inside, Francesca following, and when he glanced towards the stage, he was stunned and instantly, painfully erect. Fuck it was Sirene.
Fabian stared at her, speechless, amazed, shocked and so turned on, he just wanted to throw her on the floor regardless of who could see them. He would happily fuck her until they both came, and he realised that was true. He wanted to make Sirene come. He didn’t always care with a lot of the women. Not unless they were ones he had some slight interest in, but one stop fuck and feed trolls were of no significance to him. He didn’t give a damn if they came or not just so long as he did.
His attention shifted back to his raven haired beauty. She was wearing some black sleeveless dress that appeared to be covered in something glittery as it shimmered with every move of her body. It clung to her like a second skin and barely made it to mid-thigh. She wore high heeled shoes that made her legs look incredible and her hair tumbled over her shoulders and back in a wild mane. Her makeup was fairly heavy, dark eyeshadow, mascara and eyeliner, with her lips in some deep shade probably to allow for her being on stage and under the special lighting.
“Fuck Fabian, did you know she could sing?” Fran’s voice caused him to reluctantly look away from Sirene.
“No, but I must concede, she’s very good.” He
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