Mated To The Dark One

in the room had frozen in identical disbelief, eyes fixed on him with collective sho

would've thickened my skin, but apparently, I was still too soft. Their resentment hit me like a tidal wave, suffocating and sharp. My chest tightened, lungs constricti

ntly on my shoulders, and

supposed to be a good thing,"

auty was arresting. Eyes like molten gold glowed with a magnetic pull, skin smooth and untouched by flaw or time. No

ps, laced with quiet amusemen

ped me. "It is... a goo

his hands and motioned toward the staff-only door. "Come. I'll s

dded and followed him. Ten minutes later,

. At first, I thought it was some sexist control tactic,

rmes explained casually. "We offer full me

oncerned about our diets? He might be the only club mana

"Consider this start-up money. There's fifteen grand on it. Use it to i

n my trembling hand. "

brows raise

uickly. "You're not secretly planni

"I assure you, our customers have

't be expected to do anything

ight in front of me. The sudd

you... unless you're willing." His voice was lo

recognizing those exact words from

irl." Then he turned and muttered under

htly. I must have im

not... Go

nder their souls to and throw in their bodies as a bonus. I wasn't hideous by any stretch, but I wasn't the type to turn heads. If he wa

ek, black dress that made my breath hitch. I almost wanted to thank the rat

ress gingerly. "Wha

Of course it'll fit." And then, mo

rched. "Wha

ere in fifteen minutes. You'll find cosmetics in the drawer. Have

aitresses started arriv

way. Glowing skin, perfect nails, hourglass bodies. I insti

with a friendly smile. "You mus

d shook her delicate hand.

my awkward grip.

r was for any ex

k my hand again and tugged me toward the vanity. "Fix your make

"Is it t

re eccentric. Rich. They talk like they stepped out of a Gothi

regular try to grope me and another smash

at won't happen here. The

pulse quickened

arely around, and when he is, he

's he

women's fantasies are made of. Dark. Dangerous. Mysterious. And

n the balcony during the interviews... could that ha

ad been stitched by a lover. The neckline dipped just enough to be suggestive without being vulgar

said, stepping up beside

oo," I replied

the madne

kly, weaving through the crowd with practiced ease, tray in hand, drinks balanced like second nature. Strangely, every gues

o my bones until heat prickled across my skin. A tingle bloomed at the base of my neck, traili

e he

ck suit hugging his tall, lethal frame. And those eyes... they l

together. Wet heat

down on mine, unable to stop the image fr

sing my

here his phantom touch ghosting across my throat, my chest, my thig

g?" Loredana's voice snapped me

linked at

ok. "You look flushed. M

myself into a chair. I glanc

vate smile c

t now... it was dange

wanted