Anne stepped out of the car, her eyes slowly widen in amazement at how luxurious the venue for the event looked like.
From the cars arriving , she noticed that this event might be for the underworld leaders.
She felt a hand rested at the small of her back , her eyes turn to stare at Daemon right beside her looking ahead with cold eyes.
They walked into the building together while Zeldris walked behind them.
She found out the violet eyed man is Zeldris from the conversation he shared with Daemon.
They had exchanged a few words in the car but from the way he sounded while speaking.
Anne wondered if this man held some kind of grudge against her.
The interior of the building was really bright and well illuminated, chandeliers hung in the ceilings, tables and chairs were perfectly arranged leaving a space at the center of the hall.
Anne wondered if that was meant to be the dance floor.
A vase of roses adorned the center of each table.
Anne could clearly see that each detail of this place spoke of wealth, power and flawless elegance, but the people attending this event were anything but elegant.
Each man here was on a wanted list, a fugitive, an ex–convict, a human trafficker and the biggest mafia lord from one country or the other.
This place was basically filled with demons walking in human form.
She spotted men dressed in tailored tuxedos, women in elegant evening gowns __ and every expensive piece of clothe they could lay their hands on__ sharing light conversations with smile on their face but she knew those smiles were just a mask to hide the real evil beneath.
Some even shook hands, Anne knew that was a sign of alliance.
Daemon had walked off to God knows where, telling her to sit where he could find her and Zeldris had gone his own way the second they walked past the door.
He looked like a man on a mission , it’s not like she cared what any of them was up to.
Her eyes spotted a free chair and she sits on it instantly.
The heels were a little higher than what she usually wore but she didn’t wear heels often , she loved wearing heels only when she knew she would be kicking asses with it.
Sadly she was brought to this boring place with nothing but champagne glasses and appetizers.
She had barely touched her glass of champagne when a handsome looking young man approached her.
She looked up at him to get a good look.
Damn!.
He’s handsome, his raven black hair somehow glistened beneath the chandelier.
His amber eyes looked warm but Anne knew that could be an act to fool her.
It was very common among the kind of men present in this place.
“What’s a beautiful lady doing here all by herself ?” Anne was on the verge of rolling her eyes and scoffing, he just pulled out an overused line. The source of this chapter is g.com.
But she decided to play along anyways,who knows? he might be some kind of kingpin.
Her eyes quickly scouted the room but she couldn’t find Daemon in sight, a small smirk curled slyly at the side of her lips.
She was definitely up to something.
” I’m here to have a good time.” She smiled coquettishly, and the man smiled back in return.
“What’s your name…. Señorita ?” He paused for a second to take on her beauty, she was clearly the most beautiful woman tonight and she had just caught the eye of a powerful man , he even noticed the eyes of women green with so much envy as he approached her.
Anne thought about the situation properly before replying, normally she would answer with a fake name on a whim but with the way this man before her was staring as if his eyes were dissecting her was unsettling.
She chose a much safer option.
” Anneliese ” The look on his face as she replied almost made her laugh, why was he looking like a house wife who was listening to the best gossip of the century.
She already knew it was going to be a long night when he even took a seat beside her after asking so politely, it got Anne wondering why such a gentleman was in a place like this.
Daemon stepped into a dimly lit room ,his cold gaze traveled across the room, a chubby looking man sat comfortably surrounded by women with barely any clothes on their body.
Their hands caressed him sensually while another stood in front of him stripping off her clothes slowly.
He held a cigar between his fingers with a smug smile on his face, he looked thoroughly satisfied with the service of these women.
He even took a slow drag from the cigar and blew a lazy puff into the face of the lady on his right.
The moment the chubby man saw Daemon , his smile froze ,his fingers stopped midway as he was about taking another drag.
Instead, he gave a signal for the women to excuse them.
Only his bodyguards were left in the room.
A nervous smile curved on his lips, his eyes held a bit of fear no matter how much he tried to mask it.
He swallowed nervously as Daemon took a seat on the armchair across him.
” Mr. Daemon, what a surprise.
I thought you wouldn’t show up tonight”.
Daemon stared at him, allowing the silence to gnaw at him slowly before he replied.
“Why weren’t you expecting me Vincent?.Did you really think that you would sneak into my territory without me finding out?” Vincent paled at Daemon’s question, he didn’t really think it through when he sent his men into Daemon’s territory.
He had tried this with other territories and there was no problem.
” It was only a small operation.” He replied quickly.
” It was just a warehouse.
My men were in and out before sunrise.
I didn’t think you’ll be concerned”.
His heart thumped in his chest as he fumbled words trying to explain.
What made things worse for him was how Daemon stared without an expression.
Daemon leaned back into the chair , his arms rested on the armrests with his leg crossed over the other.
“You didn’t think it will concern me. How would you sneaking into my side of town not concern me?.” He asked calmly but it made Vincent even more terrified.
Daemon’s dark presence made him feel like an insect.
“I wasn’t trying to disrespect you”
“And yet you choose to cross my border without permission”
“I know I made a mistake”
“A mistake?. That’s not a mistake Vincent. Invading my territory was a decision you made and you know it”
Vincent was on the verge of having a heart attack.
His poor heart couldn’t keep up with the situation he found himself in.
He shifted in his seat with unease coursing through his veins.
“What can I do to fix this?”
Daemon took his precious time before replying, he already knew what he wanted before coming.
” The warehouse, every truck and every man you placed in my territory….” Daemon paused assessing the look on his face.
“Yes?… What about them?” Vincent’s brows furrowed in confusion, he didn’t really know where Daemon was going with this.
“They are mine now”
Vincent’s face paled, his heart almost stopped that minute.
Cold and nervous sweat broke out on his forehead.
He knew he was doomed when Daemon had walked in but now with what he just said, it solidly stamped the word doomed into concrete for him.