Shattered Violets~8

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I loved waking up in Angel’s arms. I looked up into her angelic face and watched her sleep. She was beyond beautiful. She was strong, showed no fear, and was so gentle with my heart. Why was it then that I dreamt of him then? After last night’s fun, Angel should have controlled my every thought as normal. Recalling the dream, I snuggled closer into Angel letting my thoughts take me away.

Damon and Angel are so much alike. They are so controlling and demanding; expecting me to conform to their will. Maybe that is why I was drawn to him, or maybe it was because he scared the shit out of me. Either way, I had to get him out of my head and finish this week. He was nothing but a customer. I had to make my life go back to normal as quickly as possible. I will not allow Damon to take away the only thing I truly had, which was Angel’s love.

I felt Angel playing with my hair, turning to look up at her; I immediately brought my lips to hers. Kissing her hard and deeply, I heard her moan good morning. I took this as my cue, crawling on top of my beautiful nymph, I brought my hands to her face, bringing my mouth down on hers, and I began exploring her, just like last night. I wanted more of my Angel, before I lost her. I had no clue where that thought came from, but somehow I knew it was true. Something deep inside of me knew that I was going to lose her, and I couldn’t help myself.

“What is with you this morning Violet? You’re never like this when you first wake up.”

“Hush it, and go with it. Why question that I love and want you so badly.” I cooed at her.

Watching that sexy smile cross her face, as that evil gleam I adored fill her eyes, Angel flipped me over, and took control of my body. Touching and tasting me, turning me on, the way she only knows how.

“God Angel, I love you.” I called out.

“I know, and you only need to remember one thing, you’re mine.” With that she claimed my mouth, as her fingers once again entered my core, causing me to forget all my fears, and escape into ecstasy.

I couldn’t believe that we spent all day in bed. It was 5pm and we were both starving. Jumping out of our bed, I ran to the kitchen buck naked, my feet hitting the cold floor, sent chills down my spine. Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed the bowl of fresh fruit I had bought yesterday and my mind flashed back to Damon. Throwing the bowl back in the fridge, I grabbed a couple muffins of the counter, high tailing it back into bed; I threw the covers over my naked body.

“Damn.” I cried, shivering.

“What babe? Are you cold?” Angel teased.

“Yes, so next time, get your own fucking muffin,” teasing her right back.

“Sweetheart, you are my muffin.” I couldn’t help but laugh. Breaking off a peace, I stuffed it into her mouth, and licked the crumbs off my fingers.

“Hey, I’ll meet you in the shower. I need to get into the club early, to see what the hell that fucker wants me to wear tonight.”

“What, he’s picking out your outfit too?”

“Yes, it’s supposed to be sitting on my makeup table when I get there.”

“Shit, he must be loaded to be giving you gifts as well.”

“Angel, hush it. I could care less what he has. I want this week over and him out of my life. If his money lines my bank account that will be the only satisfaction I’ll receive. Believe me.” With that I stuffed the last bite into my mouth, and walked into the bathroom. Turning my head to catch Angel watching me, I smiled to myself, as she licked the crumbs off her fingers, enjoying her view.

Walking into the club, Tone greeted us. “Where did you two run off to last night?” I could tell he wasn’t happy that we ditched him.

Angel grabbed my hand in a possessive move. I couldn’t help but look down at the floor. I couldn’t look Tone in the eyes. I was torn between loving her possessiveness and hating it. I hated to see the look of hurt in Tone’s eyes.

In true Angel fashion she answered him. “Well, since you already had your fun with our little Violet here, while I was on the floor; I took her home to ravish her myself. You know Tone nothing is fair in love and war. You can play, but she will only be truly mine.” She reached out and kissed him lightly on the cheek. I watched as he turned and stomped away. He was passed the point of being pissed off. My heart wanted to run after him, and comfort him. I hated when Angel’s used her words to hurt others.

“You know, you shouldn’t fuck with Tone’s heart like that. I do believe he thinks he loves us.” I tried to scold her.

“No he loves you, he just puts up with me, because it’s the only way for him to get what he wants. He seems to be over stepping his bounds with me a little too much love. Violet, you’re completely mine. It is me, who choses if I will share you.”

Her words cause chills to encircle my heart.  “And I have no say in it?” I asked, a little surprised by how controlling she was being, even for her.

“Yes love. Now let’s find out what was left for you to wear tonight.” With that she squeezed my hand in warning, and pulled me along with her. I made a note to myself to find Tone tonight and apologize for Angel’s rudeness. It was true I loved Angel as if my life depended on it, but I cared about Tone too. It wasn’t just about sex for me, like it was for Angel. I needed to let him know.

Entering the dressing room, there on my vanity, as promised was a big white box with a black ribbon on it. I walked up to it, staring down, taking it in. I never knew a box could look so elegant. Sure it was just simply a box, but what it held inside had a truly different meaning. Its meaning is what terrified me.

I didn’t notice all the girls crowding around me until they all started speaking at once. I just wanted them to shut the hell up. 

“Violet are you going to open it?” I sweet voice called out from behind me.

“Did you see there is a card?” Another voice chimed in.

“Damn, you got yourself a good one, did you Vi?” Again someone called out.

“Ya, I guess.” I tried to laugh it off.

“Dammit Violet, open the fucking box. We’re all dying to see what’s inside.” Angel’s voice broke me out of my thoughts.

Grabbing the card, I opened it and read his words.

            Dearest Violet,

            I can’t wait to see you luscious body tonight. Remember be in here by 8pm.

            ~D

Undoing the ribbon, I opened the box. Inside was a black, see through lace dress, with matching satin panties. He even remembered the shoes. “What the f-fuck,” I stuttered. Reaching out to feel the quality of the material; this was no cheap stripper outfit. This was high quality lingerie. Something you’d wear for your lover’s eyes only.  

I could hear the sighs and giggles behind me.  I pulled the dress up to me and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were big and round… Even though I was a stripper, and danced for men. I could still see the innocence in my eyes.

Feeling Angel wrap her arms around me, she pulled me to her, whispering in my ear. “You’ll be fine baby girl. Let’s get you dressed and ready. Just remember, I’m not too far away, and Tank will be at the door.” She kissed my neck and let me go. I watched her walk away in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, I pulled my shirt off over my head, and started getting ready.    

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