Everybody's Watching Her But She's Looking At You Novels & Stories

Her head is tilted slightly, her expression the picture of serene, untouchable professionalism. She doesn't bother looking up to watch her rival crumble. She doesn't need to.

It grabbed me gently, possessively, and with a dominant energy, and that was when I realized, to my utmost horror, that everyone around was watching us. Well….me, with curious, jealous gazes; especially from the women. The men only looked at me as if they longed to know more about me. “Nora! Damien! Come on over here, already.” She waved with more strength for a woman her age, her excited squeal so loud that it brought the attention of everyone around to her. I smiled, despite myself, while Damien rolled his eyes hard with an amused chuckle. “Don’t do that. She’s excited to see you.”

“Look at them watching you.” She lifted her head. A woman had her hand between her thighs as she watched them, while the husband rubbed his cock through his slacks. The businessmen at the bar were no longer pretending not to stare. One of them had his phone out, and she didn’t know if he was recording or just holding it. The server with the champagne flutes had set the tray down on an empty table and was watching with her mouth ajar.

She turns off the television. Her gaze now fixed on me. Nadia’s smile widens, like she knows she’s won some small battle of attention, but I don’t care. My mind is still filled with images of him. ################

She did not move. Brianna looked at Jade too. Not subtly. She looked at her openly, with the pleasant and interested expression of someone watching a reaction they had specifically engineered and were now waiting to see. The crowd felt it immediately. People were not even attempting to look elsewhere now. They were watching Jade the same way I was watching Jade, waiting for her to do the obvious thing, waiting for her to open her mouth and say anything at all, because anyone who had spent more than five minutes around the two of us knew that Jade always had something to say.

What did I miss? Dana’s eyes suddenly met mine. She wasn’t dressed elegantly like everyone else, but to my eyes, she was the person who stood out among the crowd. And that didn’t make sense either. Her innocent eyes looked at me with fear and surprise. Her body tensed, and she looked for a place to hide from us. All attention was on her. Everyone was watching her, but I looked at her differently: the world watched her with indifference, but I watched her with affection.

Amanda helps me with a seat " Thank you" She whispers "We'll be watching you from behind okay?". I nod. I hear someone flip a newspaper to get my attention, I turn to the person's direction wearing a smile " How do you do?". I hear a slight scoff "So, you're the famous Violet Anthony Chad". " Famous?, am I?". "Oh please don't you dare play dumb with me, well giving your situation it shouldn't surprise me that you don't know what's happening". " Excuse me, may I know who you are?".

I say waving my hand around the VIP booth. "Stuff?" She asks. "Sexual stuff." I say. I watched her eyes widen. I watched her pupils dilate. I watched her lips part and her breathing get heavy. "Wow." She swallowed and I watched her throat as it delicately bobbed. "People don't watch you?" She asks. I almost laughed. That was her takeaway? "Yes, people watch." "And you...like that." I couldn't tell if there was judgment in her voice or not.

I am not hidden, but I am not out in the open either, so I watch and wait as she seems to scan the room. I take a shallow breath as she takes a deep one. I watch as her eyes go wide and she looks around the room once more. It is then that her eyes land on mine. I wait for her to scream. When she doesn’t scream, I slowly let out the breath I am holding and watch as she seems to do the same.

A printed, clear-as-day photo. Someone had been watching her.