Beneath the glossy moonlight, Creed couldn't stop staring at the feminine figure who stood in front of him with a bewitching smile.
Her glossy lips seemed carved out like a sculpture. Her dark pupils peered out through rogue strands of silky hair like those of a cornered animal. Defiant and intense, yet vulnerable and fragile at the same time.
Her hourglass waist was wrapped in a purple backless gown, accentuating sensational curves on her body. The deep neck pattern flaunted her breasts, making it almost impossible for Creed to not ogle.
If that wasn't enough, there was a wide cut on one side revealing her left thigh. She was also wearing heels that gave her posture a womanly charm he never expected from a woman that was on the verge of death on his back only a few days ago.
Creed and Artemis were just about to leave, but Artemis's father, Howard Adler, interrupted them. He inched closer to them with a face devoid of every expression. Creed's heartbeat was off the charts. Artemis broker the tension with her voice, "Dad, we were just about to leave." "I see!" Howard replied with much change in his expression, "Well, since you haven't left yet, I wanna talk with Creed for a moment." "Oh, come on! If you want to scare him with a don't-you-dare-touch-my-daughter speech, please don't bother. It doesn't suit your image at all." "It's nothing like that, you idiot daughter… just give us men some privacy, would you?" "Alright, alright," Artemis shrugged and sat inside, "I'll just sit in the car."
In the glimmering, haunting night sky, Creed noticed that the destination that they were headed to was definitely away from the land.From the side-view mirror, he saw the car drifting away from the grid skylines and giant skyscrapers. In front lay a gigantic, desolate water body with an unbound horizon stretching beyond the night sky.“Sea! Why are we ...”“Yeah! We have just crossed the Zeolym coastal zone...”“But why are we heading toward the sea?”“Oh! Sorry, I didn’t tell you... The party is on a cruise!”“Cruise! Hmm... that's unexpected!”“Yeah!
Creed finally got out of the car and felt the chilly sea breeze penetrating his greasy scalp. The moist gel in his hair was now acting like a coolant to cool off his skull while his brain was running on all fumes.Moreover, he felt his collar tightening up all by itself. It was pretty safe to assume that nervousness was finally beginning to creep in. In fact, even the UCC conference didn't make him sweat so much under that dandy blazer.Nevertheless, this time, he had decided to suck it up and behave in the best possible way. That's how important and prestigious this party was in his eyes.After getting out of his car, he saw several other cars parked nearby.He didn't know the price or model of these cars, but he was sure that he could afford none of t
Putting those thoughts aside while dealing with the awkwardness of being a couple, they both finally reached the floor that presumably accommodated all the guests. They both stood at the main gate of the guest hall, blocked by four guards.Artemis unhesitatingly flaunted the invitation, whereas Creed had to stamp his I'd as her official plus one.Creed's focus shifted at the guards and felt pressure weighing him down. This was the same kind of pressure that he felt when the squad from the War God Pavillion arrived to suppress the Yaksha.He was sure that if he had to fight them head-on, the outcome wouldn't be in his favor. Despite their harmless appearance and shallow smiles, each of them has a terrifying experience in combat.'Man! The security is even bett
The atmosphere inside the hall was horrifying and diabolical. At least that is what Creed felt. Creed noticed everyone had a smile on their faces, but the same couldn't be said for him.A flamboyant element of amusement and shock was noticeable in their eyes the moment they entered the hall.Even after toning down his perception, he couldn't help but feel himself dragging his feet through a dense quagmire.This feeling of dread and nausea happened because Creed has always been sensitive to rhythms.He knew it was almost impossible for anyone to leave no trace of their rhythm. No matter how strong an individual is there is a certain limit of masking their rhythm. In fact, the stronger the person is, the more difficult it is to hide the leakage.
"Good Evening Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you." Creed stretched out his hand for a handshake. He was trying to make a lasting impression to the best of his abilities. For once, he was trying to behave the way they all were expected to. Unlike the previous two parties, he didn't want it to turn into a complete bust. However, all four of them passed through him as if he was a ghost. Creed awkwardly stood like a lifeless apparition with his arm suspended in the air. Apparently, his attempt to make a good impression had failed miserably. He exhaled a dreary gasp and shrugged his shoulders at their impudence. He couldn't say much since all of them were of the same age as his so-called girlfriend, thus older than him. Both boys in the groups had black hair and dark
"Did she call that dude her boyfriend?" "No fucking way… she must have said toy friend." "Toy friend… are you an idiot… is that even a word?" "No..no… no… I refuse to believe this! There has to be an explanation around this." "Shit! How did that punk manage to woo a beauty like her… they aren't even the same age… look at his crappy tux... this makes no sense!" "Seriously! Who the hell is this punk?" "A guy like that with a beauty like her… everyday we stray away from God!" While the mod burst with the distinct chatter of denial, the colors on the faces of the closest four kept draining away. All of their smiles have turned
The crowd gradually parted to let this individual pass through. Earlier, Creed thought that she was just passing by, but his worst nightmare was turned into a reality now that he realized that she was inching straight towards him. Her elegant walk unsettled the waves of primal urges buried deep within the minds of onlookers. The transition of a glimmer of the passing through the thin fabric of her gown made it seem that one could almost see through the shape of her lingerie. The alluring curves on her sizzling physique appeared similar to forbidden fruits no mortal should ever touch. However, the most attractive and enchanting aspect of her appearance was her hair. Dense gray hair that almost seemed like the reverend fur of the proud howling alpha of the wolf pack. The light that hit her golden translucent gown scattered into a fading glimmer.