TEMPTRESS

CHAPTER 26: TEMPTRESS

“I got him, Ma.” Grace was already dressed, when she leave the club, and turned her back from Conrad, who is still drunk, unconscious on the bed they shared. Naked, dreaming of the fire they crave.

She would admit it, he was a beast on bed.

“I knew that I could rely on you, Grace.” What she said put Mrs. Roswell on a great mood. “Make sure that after this night, he wouldn’t forget about you.”

Who would?

She is Grace Roswell, every man couldn’t resist her charms, only except Eliot, but that was least of her worries for now. He’s no use for them. He have no money or so she thought.

“So, what now?” Grace climbed up on the bed.

She could still hear the fading music that was bouncing back from downstairs. She sit in front of a mirror that was placed inside that vanity room. Her reflection stared back at her.

Swollen lips, and smudge makeup smeared her face, one of her eyelashes is missing, her hair is in a mess, but that doesn’t make her less.

She was still beautiful.