Dark Love - A Darker Shade

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“This way.” Said the Bouncer and led them away from the dancehall. They entered a door marked PRIVATE which opened to reveal a hallway much like that of a hotel with numbered burly doors on each side.

Lemuel parked the car inside the parking lot of the club. The place looked packed with every parking space almost occupied.

“Hmn. We have a full house.” He commented.

“Certainly. We have to hurry.”

“Anything for you, Baby girl.”

“Are you sure?”

“Anything reasonable for you, Sweetheart.”

“Ah, Lemmy.”

They both chuckled and got out of the car.

Inside the privacy of the room that the guy had paid for, he hugged Zee closely and planted kisses along the side of her neck. She moaned aloud. He smiled to himself. This night was blessed for him. He was a bad person. He had made his peace with that. He was also good at finding drunk girls who were alone and going for them. He preferred drunken girls to straight up prostitutes.

To him, every drunken woman had a story. She was far decent to an extent when compared to a typical whore. Generally, she most likely was depressed and looking for a way to unwind. They were easy prey. This was his kind of fun. And the best thing was, after following Zee around for days, he had gotten his prize. He would enjoy himself and be paid for having fun as well as for doing his job.

He quickly texted his contractor, Cassandra Blake. She’s in my hands right now.

Almost immediately, he received a response from her- Great. Deliver.

He started peeling her clothes away from her body while she stood there, unsteady on her feet but he didn’t mind. He managed to steady her, amidst getting her naked to just her panties and bra.

Great, now he could do as he wished with her. He took her hand and led her towards the bed while she staggered alongside him. She was slim and it was easy to lift her and place her on the bed. She giggled as her back came to rest on the bed. He smiled at her, his fingers caressing her cheeks.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said, “So very beautiful.” He retrieved his phone from his pocket and started taking a video of her. “Say hi for the camera.”

“Hi” she said with a faint smile.

“What’s your name?”

“Z Z Z Zee for short.” Her speech was slurred.

He laughed and she joined him.

Inside the club, Lemuel and Inara stood looking around for Zee but with the frolicking and highly animated bodies crowding the dance floor, it was not an easy task.

“Lemuel, what are we going to do?”

“Find her picture in your phone and give it to me.”

Inara quickly did that. She found a selfie of Zee’s and handed the phone over to him.

“Great.” He said upon seeing the picture. Zee was smiling at the camera, her dark hair held in loose braids. “Hopefully, she didn’t come in here with a strange haircut so she can be recognizable at least.”

Inara shrugged and followed him to the bar.

Lemuel reasoned that if she was drunk, then she had gotten the drink from the bar. Over the counter at the bar, he put up the picture in the face of the bartender.

“Barman, seen this girl?” he asked the man who was currently mixing someone a drink. The barman looked at the picture. He recognized the girl alright. Not long ago she had disappeared with another boy to the dance floor but hell, who cared? It wasn’t new. Besides, it wasn’t his business to monitor anyone.

“Who is asking?” he questioned and then his face softened with recognition. “Aren’t you the CEO of Men’s Aura?”

Lemuel loved when his identity made way for him. “That’s me.”

“You should reduce the price on the Orchard Mist one so I can afford it.”

“That’s not how it works but thank you for your interest. I’ll take that into advisement. Now, have you seen this girl?”

“Last I saw her, she was off to the dance floor with another dude. But these things happen…”

“She is not at the dance floor.” Inara said quickly, interrupting him.

“Well, if she’s not there, she probably must have gotten herself into a room…”

“What?” Lemuel couldn’t hide his shock.

“There are rooms people can check into for a quick roll in the sack if you know what I mean.”

“Who gives out the rooms?” asked Lemuel.

The bartender pointed to a Bouncer at the end of the dancehall.

“Thank you.” Lemuel said and led Inara towards the Bouncer amidst the heavy pop music blaring in the club.

When they reached him, he immediately gave Lemuel an apologetic look. “Sorry, there’s no free room right now but we have one in the VIP section which will be perfect for someone of your status and pedigr…”

“Have you seen this girl?” Lemuel interrupted, showing him Zee’s picture.

The Bouncer looked from him to Inara. “What’s your interest?”

“She is my best friend.” Said Inara.

“And she is drunk and vulnerable.” said Lemuel.

The Bouncer groaned. “Shit, the guy she was with said she’s his girl.”

“Where is the damn room?” Lemuel demanded and the Bouncer quickly turned towards the direction of the corridor.

“This way.” He said and they hastily followed behind him.

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