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his chest as he stopped the car in front of my house. “Do you carry that stupid contract around with you? I hardly remember anything about that fucking contract. All I wanted...” he stopped.
I didn’t bother waiting for him to say anything else. I jumped out of the car and ran inside. I leaned against the front door, holding onto the doorknob. My home was silent; everyone was asleep upstairs. I let out a sigh when I heard his tires screech as he left.
C ONTROL
“Yes , I know,” I said to the bank manager. “I’ll try to get you the money soon.” I hung up.
M y body literally ached I was so tired. How the hell was I going to come up with the cash I needed? I picked up my phone and called Darren. I asked for more shifts, which he was glad to give me. I was going to work two more shifts this week, they should help me cover some of the rent.
“ So, anything new with Mr. All Blue Eyes?” asked Silvia.
“No ,” I spat out.
“ You better get going with your man or else I'll take him,” Silvia said to me with a sinister little grin.
“ Silvia, if you want him then you can take him.” I waved my hand at her, lost in my thoughts of how I was going to make rent.
“ Listen, sweetheart, if the man even looked my way I would have jumped him, but that man only has eyes for you.” Her comment threw me out of my thoughts.
Eyes for me? Yeah right, only because he paid me to be his girlfriend.
My phone sang with the suspense tone. Speaking of Lucifer himself.
Daimon:Be ready and come over. No excuses.
I looked down at this little text sent by the devil and texted back.
Me:Can’t
Two microseconds later.
Daimon:U will!
I could seriously hear him over the text ordering me.
Me:No I won’t! Not today!
Daimon:Addie u will fucking come or else I'm coming over to ur home and introducing myself
Fuck was this man so irritating.
Me:Fine. Where and when?
Daimon sent me an address in Lower Manhattan. Thankfully, my dad was having a good day so I was able to slip out for a few hours.
I walked around the busy sidewalks crowded with people. Cabs lined the streets as they honked at each other to get by. At least the day was sunny and warm.
I stood in front of a huge building, which reached high into the sky. The building itself was a homage to the old glory days of New York. A well-dressed doorman came out and greeted me.
"Ms. Addie?" h e smiled.
“Yes?" I said suspiciously as I looked at the middle aged man who had a full belly and a jolly disposition. All he was missing was the white hair and beard and he'd be the classic Santa.
“ Mr. Evans is waiting upstairs for you.” He reached behind him and opened the door. “Just go to the elevator and punch in Ph 3.”
I followed his instructions and entered a wondrous building that was stunning inside. A large crystal chandelier shined brightly as it lit the lobby, lined with various marble stones and expensive couches. A large, round, dark mahogany table stood in the middle of the lobby, with a huge silver vase filled with pink and white flowers, an arrangement so large the scent overpowered the entire lobby. A young man, maybe in his thirties, stood behind an opulent desk made of white marble and gold trim. He nodded his head as I slowly walked by. He extended his hand to an elevator off to the corner. I followed his gesture to the front of a small elevator as he walked over to me and pulled out his card key.
“Mr. Evans is right upstairs, ” he said in a professional voice, nothing like the jolly man I saw before. The elevator doors opened and I pressed Ph3.
The doors opened to a dark foyer with only one bright light, which lit the area from above.
“ Come in, Addie.” Daimon turned the corner and leaned up against the wall. He stood in a pair of loose jeans, a simple white T-shirt and bare feet.
“ Come on, Addie,” he said low as he looked me over.
I entered and the elevator doors closed behind me.
I didn’t bother waiting for him to say anything else. I jumped out of the car and ran inside. I leaned against the front door, holding onto the doorknob. My home was silent; everyone was asleep upstairs. I let out a sigh when I heard his tires screech as he left.
C ONTROL
“Yes , I know,” I said to the bank manager. “I’ll try to get you the money soon.” I hung up.
M y body literally ached I was so tired. How the hell was I going to come up with the cash I needed? I picked up my phone and called Darren. I asked for more shifts, which he was glad to give me. I was going to work two more shifts this week, they should help me cover some of the rent.
“ So, anything new with Mr. All Blue Eyes?” asked Silvia.
“No ,” I spat out.
“ You better get going with your man or else I'll take him,” Silvia said to me with a sinister little grin.
“ Silvia, if you want him then you can take him.” I waved my hand at her, lost in my thoughts of how I was going to make rent.
“ Listen, sweetheart, if the man even looked my way I would have jumped him, but that man only has eyes for you.” Her comment threw me out of my thoughts.
Eyes for me? Yeah right, only because he paid me to be his girlfriend.
My phone sang with the suspense tone. Speaking of Lucifer himself.
Daimon:Be ready and come over. No excuses.
I looked down at this little text sent by the devil and texted back.
Me:Can’t
Two microseconds later.
Daimon:U will!
I could seriously hear him over the text ordering me.
Me:No I won’t! Not today!
Daimon:Addie u will fucking come or else I'm coming over to ur home and introducing myself
Fuck was this man so irritating.
Me:Fine. Where and when?
Daimon sent me an address in Lower Manhattan. Thankfully, my dad was having a good day so I was able to slip out for a few hours.
I walked around the busy sidewalks crowded with people. Cabs lined the streets as they honked at each other to get by. At least the day was sunny and warm.
I stood in front of a huge building, which reached high into the sky. The building itself was a homage to the old glory days of New York. A well-dressed doorman came out and greeted me.
"Ms. Addie?" h e smiled.
“Yes?" I said suspiciously as I looked at the middle aged man who had a full belly and a jolly disposition. All he was missing was the white hair and beard and he'd be the classic Santa.
“ Mr. Evans is waiting upstairs for you.” He reached behind him and opened the door. “Just go to the elevator and punch in Ph 3.”
I followed his instructions and entered a wondrous building that was stunning inside. A large crystal chandelier shined brightly as it lit the lobby, lined with various marble stones and expensive couches. A large, round, dark mahogany table stood in the middle of the lobby, with a huge silver vase filled with pink and white flowers, an arrangement so large the scent overpowered the entire lobby. A young man, maybe in his thirties, stood behind an opulent desk made of white marble and gold trim. He nodded his head as I slowly walked by. He extended his hand to an elevator off to the corner. I followed his gesture to the front of a small elevator as he walked over to me and pulled out his card key.
“Mr. Evans is right upstairs, ” he said in a professional voice, nothing like the jolly man I saw before. The elevator doors opened and I pressed Ph3.
The doors opened to a dark foyer with only one bright light, which lit the area from above.
“ Come in, Addie.” Daimon turned the corner and leaned up against the wall. He stood in a pair of loose jeans, a simple white T-shirt and bare feet.
“ Come on, Addie,” he said low as he looked me over.
I entered and the elevator doors closed behind me.
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