That gave me the kick that I needed. I rush past him toward the large bedroom. His loud laughter follows behind me.
Since Raziel gave me freedom of his home, I’ve been all over this place. He has a library, an office, a media room, two other bedrooms, and a gym. However, none of the other bedrooms look used. Which leads me to wonder where he sleeps. I’ve never seen him even take a nap. I know for a fact he doesn’t climb in bed with me.
I make it to the primary bedroom, and lying on the large bed is a gorgeous brown caramel dress. The color will look amazing against my pecan-brown skin. It’s a shoulder-less, form-fitting bodycon type of design. The length falls below my knees, giving me a sophisticated yet sexy style. The ruche style dress does well with accentuating my curves. Of course, he even thought of the shoes. The strappy nude heels will go great with the dress.
It made me smile to see how much thought he put into my outfit. Even the clothes he already had here for me were all my correct size and style. There isn’t one thing in that closet that I wouldn’t have bought for myself.
Feeling excited, I rush into the bathroom to shower and get dressed.
“Wow, this place is nice,” I say as Erazel escorts me into the club.
This isn’t like the clubs I visited in college. There is an upstairs and a downstairs. The lights were low and gave the room a warm sepia color. It wasn’t dark like most clubs. The ceiling was very high.
The most stunning thing was the light fixture. Hundreds of pendant lights covered the ceiling like icicles. They formed a wave style, some being shorter than the others.
The seats are dark leather with round, short glass tables. This was more of an upscale lounge than an actual club.
The fully stocked bar took up the entire back wall. In front of the room was a stage. Tonight’s performer was a stunning dark-skinned woman with a buttery voice.
As I followed Erazel through the club toward the stairs, all eyes seemed to turn to me. For a moment, I thought I was overthinking, but when one man damn near sniffed the air like a bloodhound in my direction, I knew I wasn’t tripping.
“Why are they staring at me?” I ask Erazel.
He chuckles. “Because you’re human,” he simply replies.
Immediately, my stomach sinks. Wait, am I surrounded by forsaken? I move a little closer to Erazel.
“Is it safe for me to be here?” I ask after we walk past a woman with red hair whose eyes go completely black when she watches me.
Erazel holds out his hand toward the stairs in a silent suggestion for me to go up before him.
“Trust me, no one would dare fuck with you here.”
I look over my shoulder at him as I ascend the stairs.
“Why?”
He grins. “Because he would kill them.”
I didn’t have to ask who the “he” was because the moment I reached the top of the stairs I saw him. The way my heart stutters in my chest and my mouth goes dry at the sight of him should be studied. It’s not hard to believe this man was once an angel because he is too damn fine.
That dusting of dark facial hair along with his dark brown eyes and curly hair. He has lips the perfect size for kissing, a Greek nose, and amazing bone structure. If his looks weren’t enough, the way he carried himself was an added bonus. His all-black attire made the dark hair and eyes stand out even more.
“Hello Beautiful. Welcome to Club Greed.” With one hand stuffed in his front pocket, he holds out a single long-stemmed rose in his other.
After taking the rose from him, he wraps his arm around my waist, bringing my body into his. The scent of this man should come with a warning sign. Like, one sniff could cause hoe-like behavior.
When his lips brush the delicate skin behind my ear, I have to hold my breath to fight back the moan. I still haven’t mastered fighting off my body’s reaction to him. Since the day he devoured my pussy, the reaction has been tenfold. I have no doubt that Raziel could make me cum with just his touch.
I step away from him, trying to put distance and a little sanity between us.
“This place is nice.”
He stares at me, his eyes and smirk telling me he knows what he does to me.
“Thank you.”
“Wait, this is your place?” I was impressed.
