Nicolette ran smoothly, her legs running as fast as her legs could carry her, a nice sheen of perspiration gleamed off her skin giving her the appearance of a healthy glow. Her chest heaved, her breathing a steady pant. Her ponytail blowing in the wind she created as she ran with the speed and agility of years of training.
As she made her way through the streets of New York City, her mind simply wasn¡¯t in it tonight. Thoughts of the last raid plagued her mind. Everything had been planned down to the last meticulous detail¡and yet.
And yet they knew they were coming. Which told her one thing¡she had a Judas in her mist. The question was who. Everyone who work with her was personal vetted by one of her trusted seconds¡which meant there was either an issue with the vetting process or one of her seconds had flipped. ?Neither prospect offered any comfort.
Nicolette finished her run at the larger double Mahogany doors of her townhouse to find her trusted bodyguard Franklin waiting for her.
¡°Good run, madame,¡± the older man said.
¡°Not as good as I would have like.¡± Nicolette said taking the offered towel from him, entering the house.
¡°Is there anything you would like me to do, miss?¡± Franklin asked.
¡°Just make sure I am out the door no later than half past the hour. I would like to be fashionably late, not rude,¡± she said as she walked up the stairs to her room
¡°Indeed, madame.¡±
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Nicolette arrived at the gala late. This was to be the night that the guest from America would be introduce to the fold. His big European coming out as it were and anyone who was any one was expected to be there. ?And since she was one of those any ones, be there she would.??The car came to a stop and the driver opened her door. She took his hand and stepped from the back. He rushed around her to open the front doors of the mansion. She looked at him with a small sexy smile. Running her hand down his face from his eyes to his chin in a soft caress, Nicolette stepped closer. So close, her tall lean body was touching his.
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¡°Thank you, Franklin. You do not have to wait for me tonight. I am sure I can find my own way home.¡±
¡°Yes, miss,¡± he said blushing as she stepped away from him. ¡°Have a good night madame.¡±
¡°Thank you, Franklin, I plan to.¡±?
Nicolette stepped in; a sexy devilish smile about her face, her long jet black hair soft flowing waves cascading down her back, the sound of her six-inch pencil stilettos rhythmically tapping her arrival upon the marble tiled floor relayed the satisfaction of her mood. Soon very soon, she thought. Before the end of this night, all the players would be in place and she would have all that she wanted and more. And then nothing would be able to stop what she intended to accomplish.
When all eyes were on her, she made her entrance, slowly walking across the room; her golden gown of ivory flowed down to the floor to trail behind. Even though ever inch from neck to foot of her form was covered, the curves of her well defined and ample body were still clearly visible under the fabric. Nodding her hellos, her body moved hypnotically, ample hips swaying as she made her way over to the very person she wanted to see. As she approached from behind, she called, "Lord Thomas," she said as she stepped around, her voice like a velvet song as it floated in the air between them. Turning, she graced Draven with a breathtaking smile. ¡°And you must be The Lord Draven Phillips.¡±
(Draven)
Thomas was introducing Draven to a few of the other members of his European district when he heard his name and he turned to see the always stunning Nicolette?Allucard.? He gave her room as she stepped up to introduce herself to the Lord.
Draven drank in her beauty with his eyes as he took her hand with his and kissed the back of it and gave her a slight bow, "I am, and you are?" He asked with his own charming smile in return.? He had always been a charmer when he needed to be and at this moment, he needed to be.? He may be the guest of honor, but he was still a guest.
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