The Devil in Apartment 13 by Tiana Laveen

Author:Tiana Laveen [Laveen, Tiana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: The Lion's Den
Published: 2020-04-21T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Lightening in a Bottle

Have you ever thought you’d died and gone to heaven? No? Me neither… until tonight…

Vivian stood inside a sprawling, multi-million-dollar penthouse apartment in Manhattan. The sight of it, both gaudy and gorgeous, made her speechless. How many gold accents can one have?! Putting down the two shopping bags she was holding, she floated on cloud nine.

“Make yourself at home. Have a seat.” Shahzad stated, removing his watch and dumping it in a gold bowl he had on a black foyer table. Typically, she wouldn’t have ever gone to a man’s home on the first date, but she’d seen this guy practically every day. They’d gotten to know one another and at the very least, exchanged pleasantries in the apartment building.

Tonight, he had opened up like a book, and she learned so much more… He was truly a fascinating man, chapter by chapter. He owned his own company that created custom magical experiences and was also quite successful in real estate. He’d even showed her his plans for creating a rooftop bar in her apartment building. She was concerned about the noise level that would bring, but he assured her it would take a couple years to complete, and this would be a good thing for the area. At this point, all things considered, she believed she knew quite a bit about Shahzad. One could always tell much more, however, by a person’s home.

As she took cautious steps on the glossy floor that sparkled like glass, she fell into a state of awe. She found her way to an ivory couch adorned with luxurious throws and accent pillows.

“Thank you for inviting me up here. I can see the Moroccan influence in the décor here. Very nice. I really like your place.” She took notice of a vast collection of glass bottles and lamps along the living room fireplace mantel. Boy, were they unique and pretty.

“Thank you. Yes, it keeps me close to home.” He lit a white and silver cigar and much to her surprise, the smoke didn’t have the typical smell; rather, it reminded her of a sweet, cherry vanilla aroma. Of course she knew why she was here. Would be silly to deny it.

She knew what was wanted of her, and worst of all, she wanted it too. Perhaps even more. The double standard of woman not supposed to want or initiate sex is ridiculous and stupid. We’re supposed to appear to be modest and all of that shit. It really gets on my nerves! Why do I have to worry about whether he’ll call me in the morning? Will he respect me? These motherfuckers out here don’t care if we call their asses back! Why can’t it be reversed? Why can’t he be concerned about me thinking he’s a ho?!

He left the room for a spell, and The White Stripes’ ‘Seven Nation Army’ began to play through the speakers. Clouds of smoke surrounded him when he returned. She gasped because the smoke vanished almost as soon as she noticed it.

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