10 Dreams Through Deception 3.5 (2/2)
”No! Sorry I was just curious, though I guess without asking she's one of the many you chose as a toy.” I apologize quickly noticing I was wrong to simply ask, but then find my tongue slipping with that added remark, realizing after saying it I myself felt sad knowing my own insignificant. Dropping my head at my own stupidity.
”Like hell I'd choose her!” Caught off guard I look up at him, to his rough response.
”But it's more complicated and to tell you that would mean revealing everything. There's no turning back from that, no return once you know, I can't do that to you, so for now I implore you, Anna don't go digging to deep, you can still go back to a normal life as long as you don't know everything.” I can see sadness in his eyes as he says this. I don't understand but it hurts him to explain, so I won't ask further after hearing his plea.
”I'm sorry,” I mumble ”Don't look so hurt please, if it's too much you don't have to say.” His face relaxes as he looks down at me.
Music has started to play in the background. He suddenly holds out his hand to me dropping the cigarette and stepping on it as I take it. I am dragged back in to the gala hall and pulled out into the center of the dance floor. Ren was pushing me across the dance floor. I never really danced like this I try to keep up hoping that I don't step on his toes. He's holding me so close I can't even see his face. The room of woman stare glaringly at me. All these women want him, have probably had him many times. I feel so uncomfortable. Just as the song stops a figure steps out from the crowd that I recognize. Chloe approached us grabbing Ren's arm looking simply down right sexy. She smiles.
”Hello; Mr. Hashiro, I'm Chloe Sinclair a journalist from Glam and Fashion News Weekly I was supposed to be the original journalist to cover you. She holds his arm more tightly against her breasts suddenly leering at me by his side her eye watching his other arm wrap around my waist.
”Oh, and what can I do for you my beautiful Miss” His business smile back on as he addresses her.
”I just thought you'd like to know that this journalist is cunning, she uses underhanded method so that she could cover you, just to get close to you.” She smiles sweetly as she speaks, a strong smell of perfume radiating off her. ”Don't you think it be far better to let me cover you then this witch.” Her voice low trying to sound sexual using her womanly god gifts to sway him. I got to admit she will stop at nothing it seems.
I look at him as I feel his hand tighten more on my hips. Still smiling as he speaks.
”I am sorry but I did promise Anna exclusive rights to write this article alone. Though if she's truly using underhanded methods I'd like to see the witch cast a spell on me.” He says his business smile fading as he pokes fun at me his smirk becoming a mischievous grin as he leans over into a whisper. I see her body shudder, remembering that feeling all too well I watch him. Is he attracted to her too?
”Though miss if you like you can help me in a different matter, that is if you truly think you can do it better than this girl here.” Chloe's eyes widen to his invitation nodding in agreement instantly. Letting go of me I see his eyes darken as she clings onto him.
”Anna wait here; I will be right back understood.” I can hear an angered hiss in his command as if binding my body to do as he says. As he leaves me there, I'm filled with a sense of betrayal. That womanizer you're never touching me ever again you sick bastard, comparing us like this. I glare as his back fades into the crowd and out the gala hall.