It was getting plain dark when Luana arrived in front of the inn that looked smaller than what Reyns had described it. He said it was exotic but this looked far from it. It was built from ancient bricks and lamps were hung around the walls, making her miss home once more. She left Vampire city, pained that evening, trying hard to conceal her identity, and using her horse, she headed towards Shelbrooke's place. She had met Reyns on the way who had directed her here.

Unmounting the black horse, she wrapped her long black coat tighter around her and walked in after looking at both sides to ensure she is not being followed. Pushing the huge iron door to the inn, she could hear the blast of music filling the building and it was different from what it looked like outside. It was indeed exotic. The colored bulbs went round the room, with several men and women dancing with each other, most of them naked and some half naked with stripes furs barely covering some parts of their body.

On one side of the room, she could see a large podium where two women with stripes over their faces danced with striped furs serving as a very short skirt and covering the top part of their breasts. They wore stilettos and were very good at dancing, much to the interest of some men drinking beer and feeding their eyes on the half-naked women. 

Luana moved further, seeing some young men and women in rather dark places, drunk to a stupor and doing all sorts of nasty things. Most of the females gang-riding the men and enjoying their life. They were rather loud and looked uncultured but almost the kind of life Luana had always wished for. Carefree and caution free.

"Care to have a drink, ma'am?!" She heard someone ask loudly behind her and when she turned, the owner of the deep bass voice was a tall, broad-chested man with matured beards and slight wrinkles around his eyes. He left a few buttons of his shirt open and was carrying two glasses of drinks.

"No, thanks."

"Come on, I saw you from across the room and figured you needed a companion." The man winked even as she shot him a deadly glare, not softening her look one bit.

"I didn't realize I had a note behind my back that said I needed a companion. I'll pass." She turned to go when she heard him.

"I guess some people love bondage more." 

When she turned, he pretended to look away and sipped his drink. She stared at him for a while, ruminating about it. Maybe a glass of wine would calm her nerves while she waits for Reyns.

"Fine," she muttered and grabbed a glass of wine from him, downing it at a go. It warmed her throat and down to her stomach, loosening the knot that had kept her on the edge.

Luana twitched her mouth as she swallowed the wine, thinking of Zeidan's words.

"...I do not love Luana..."

Her stomach churned and before she could stop herself, she grabbed the man's glass too and downed it.

Obviously shocked, the bearded man said. "O...okay, I'll just grab some more drinks."

Throwing the glasses on the floor, and smashing it, she looked up. "Better do!" 

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Her head thumped loudly as she screamed in the bustling room full of vibe and life. She didn't care about the blaring music or the number of eyes glued to her body. She only cared about the fact that there was no one to tell her what to do. Nothing to worry about. No fear of getting sanctioned or tagged as irresponsible after being seen like this but then, she was here, getting attention. 

They were all cheering her up, a well of heated pride coursing from the pit of her stomach as she danced around the pole on the podium. Soon, they were clapping in a Sansa beat, and she threw her head back, laughing and shaking her body, the men admiring her flexibility. When she was tired of being limited, she removed her coat and threw it at the crowd of men who fought to get it amidst themselves. Turning around the pole, she climbed it and rested her thighs on it, falling back so that her legs were up and her head was touching the ground. The only clothing she had on after the coat she removed was a skimpy top, revealing her soft belly.

"Woah!" They all cheered and clapped.

"You go, girl!"

"That's the way to do it!" Another yelled from the crowd and she was feeling it. The attention she craved, the appraisal, and the freedom.

For a while, this went on, until someone stopped the music abruptly, startling her and making her fall on the podium with a thud. There was groaning and mumbling of disapproval, which she joined in too, mumbling some incorrigible words.

"Oh, who stopped...stopped that music?!" She managed to blurt out but the crowds had all kept quiet as if who it turned out to be was dreadful.

The crowds parted and the light fell on him. Tall, strongly built, with blonde hair, pink lips, and green sexy eyes that she has always admired. Her comportment broke apart and she was licking her lips. Her stomach burned with the heat of want. Wanting this man coming her way. Her sight wasn't blurry but her head was numb. She didn't want to think of anything asides from being in this man's arms.

He came closer and wrapping his arms around her waist firmly, he carried her against his chest. 

"Oh my goodness! You're drunk!" He chided but she was laughing instead. The way he said it made her laugh and she couldn't tell whether he was serious or not.

The rest of what happened became muffled and before she knew it, he was carrying her between a dark passageway and into a room. Resting her head on his chest, she could perceive a lavender cologne and she could swear he smelled like a flower. She was placed on a bed gently while he turned around to lock the door.

"I left you for a minute and this is what you do? Blow your cover?" Reyns said, turning to look at her. 

"Oh, I was..." She was not weak but not willing to say anything. She just wanted to taste this man who smelled so good. Run her hands through his hair and kiss him madly.

"Damn! I feel the same way." He muttered and she was shocked.

"You know what I want?" She asked breathlessly as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing perfectly shaped abs and chest, and with a swoon, kissed her roughly.

Releasing her lips, she breathed raggedly. This was what she wanted. No, what she wants now and what she will get now.

They looked into each other's eyes until he ordered.

"Take off your clothes."

And like an apprentice, she obeyed.