She looked at her left arm again, making her quiver with fear and rage. She didn't know what to believe - if Brian was just bluffing her or if he really was just teaching Molly a lesson. But it was a toxic drug. How could he have the heart to do that to her?
Molly shrank to the ground and started sobbing. 'How can he do this to me? How?' she asked in her mind again and again.
*
At the Central Gallery.
Lucy was currently at the pinnacle of her career as a modernist artist. Her creativity earned her media attention and a couple of loyal followers. This was going to be her first ever large exhibition that wasn't sponsored by Brian.
"Sorry, the gallery isn't open yet," Eve, Lucy's assistant, said. Then she realized that the door was closed. "How did you get in?" she hastily asked.
Lucy turned around to find a man leaning against the door. He was looking at her - his hair was curly and he was wearing a track suit. "Let him in, Eve. He's a friend of mine," Lucy said with a smile.
"Okay," Eve answered and continued working.
Lucy walked over and surveyed him up and down before curling her brows and quipping "Wow, bold of you to show up here. Aren't you scared they might see you?"
"Why would I be scared?" the man giggled, "Even you're not scared."
Lucy shrugged and invited him into her make-shift office. "Coffee?" Lucy offered.
"I'll have whatever you're having," the man said. He hugged Lucy from behind and started rubbing his nose against her neck. Lucy was wearing a dress that dropped down to her shoulders, exposing her neck and making it easy for the man. He buried his head in her body taking in her fragrance - he was frankly turned on by her chest that was slightly exposed.
"Stop it. We're at the gallery," Lucy struggled. The man let go of her, turned her around, and jolted her body against the table.
He kissed every part of her body. Lucy was instantly aroused. The man sensed it and said, "I guess you like it, huh? You Siren. How long has it been since we had really good sex?"
"Jeff, stop," Lucy said seductively, "You didn't just come here to sleep with me, did you?"
"No, I didn't," Jeff laughed while as he slid a tongue further down her neck "But right now, I only came here for you."
He winked as Lucy wrapped her arms around his neck.
And so they slept together and they were both satisfied after. "Only you can make me so high," Jeff sighed. He put his clothes back on and leaned over to kiss Lucy between her eye brows, the tip of her nose, and then finally her lips. "When things are done, come with me to Dragon Island, okay?" he said.
Lucy was elated but she acted coyly, "I bet you've said that to hundreds of women already."
"Yes, how do you know?"
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