Just a short back story of Lilly-Ann and Rayon. They say you never forget your first. In Lilly-Ann's case, she wishes she could forget about him.
They met in college. She fell head over heels for the charming eye candy. He promised her the moon, just to get another mark on his wall of sex. He was kind and caring, everything a girl wants, but on the same night he proposed, he hopped into the bed with Clara, Lilly-Ann's younger sister. Saying it was the stress of work and the planning of their wedding. With a broken her heart and a shatterd soul, Lilly-Ann broke the engagement. Unfortunately, he won't just disappear seeing him at work hurts like hell, she acknowledge the feelings she still has feelings for Rayon. He ignites a fire in her, like no other man can, they have a history, that won't just go away.
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With only two days left, and only one lead. I grab my phone and hit the call button. I need some inspiration or just some advice.
"Hey, Shane."
"Lilly-Ann, enjoying Vegas?"
"Yeah." I say a bit down.
"Okay, what's wrong?"
"I'm lost, I can't seem to get anywhere with this story, and I teamed up with Rayon, he has..."
"Hold it! You just said Rayon, like the cheating man whore Rayon." he asked, annoyed.
"Yeah."
"Oh, Fuck no!! You're coming home." He demands
"Well, I kind of already told him I'll meet him later." I say cautiously
"You did not!! For crying out loud Ann, He slept with your sister! Your little sister! I knew I shouldn’t have let you go alone." I can hear the frustration in his voice.
"I'll be fine, besides I'm over him." I try to sound as convincing as possible.
"Yeah, and I'm sleeping with women." he says sarcastically, snapping his fingers.
"Wow, congrats." I start to giggle
"No, seriously, Ann, you need to be careful, a manipulative bastard like him will make you fall for his charms again."
"I'll be okay, I promise."
"You, better or I'll come and kick his ass."
A knock on the door cuts our conversation short. "I have to go, bye." I stand up from the chair and open my door.
"Hey." Rayon smiles brightly as I open it.
"Hey." A frown form on my forehead, not sure what he is doing here.
"Can I come in?" He asks leaning against the door frame, looking all sexy.
"Uh, yeah, sure." I swing the door wide open and stepped aside for him to enter.
"Thanks."
"So, what are you doing here?" I ask, shutting the door, I turn to face him, noticing the bags in his hand.
"Just checking on you." He smiles sweetly tilting his head slightly as he sits at the foot of the bed.
"Well, I'm fine."
"I can see that." He scans the messy room filled with chips and chocolate papers, and small pieces of the article on Lenkov I could find.
"You can also see I'm busy." I narrowed my eyes at him. Making my way to the bed as well, I plot down next to him.
He let out a soft chuckle. "Okay, claws down. I'm here to tell you something I uncovered."
I lift up one brow. "What color is this lipstick?" I ask, annoyed. Referring to the letter of last night.
He burst into laughter. "If I didn't know better, I'll say you're jealous." He winks and adds. "Anyway, about tonight. I can get into the gentleman's club without any problem, but you." He scans me up and down. "You need to get a disguise."
A frown forms on my forehead. "Why?" I ask. “Is this club sexist?” I hate disguises, they are always itchy, and men's clothes are so baggy on me.
"Well, it's a gentleman's club, Hermosa ." He smirks leaning closer to me. "And I've got the right disguise for you." His tone is low and sexy, hitting my core as he gently brushes my hair behind my ear. "And you'll look, fucking hot in it." He whispers in my ear. I bit my bottom lip, taking in his scent.
I take in a long breath, shutting my eyes as his warm breath runs down my neck. Control yourself Lilly-Ann, I scowl myself. I gently pushed him away. "No way." Narrowing my eyes at him. I need to get a handle on this situation, it is getting way to sexy for my liking.
"Feisty, like always." He smirks while leaning back on the bed. "Here." He hands me a black bag. "Wear that, trust me, they will let you in without thinking twice." He smirks devilishly "And wear your hair down." He winks as he stands. "I'll pick you up at seven."
"Oh, and Ann, wear black pantyhose." I widened my eyes at that request. "See Ya." He shuts the door behind him.
Pulling out the outfit he gave me, my stomach twists, and turns. It is a truly short one-piece leather corset dress, strapless with lace as the skirt. It looks like one of those dresses you would find in a sex store to do roll play with. “No fucking way!” scrutinizing this small piece of material, I start to question my decisions. Immediately my mind starts to wander to a woman with a whip and police hat. "What the...." I shake my head, there is no way in hell I am wearing this. If he thought I’m going to wear this he must be mad.
What was he thinking? That I'll play hooker while he plays detective? Not in a billion years. I have just as much right to this story as he does, besides I've got the go-ahead from Regina, to do what needs to be done. Lenkov is a hot story and a lot of people wants the inside scoop on this one.
The tiny piece of material is spread out on my bed. I am sitting on the chair ogling it with only my bathrobe on. My phone buzzes, it is Rayon calling. "Hello.""Hey, are you done yet?" "I can't wear this," I exclaim, nervously biting my nails "Ann, if you want the story, that's the only way in." I can hear him smirking on the other end of the phone. “Do you need me to help you get dressed?" He asks flirtatiously."No!!" I yell and jump out of the chair. "Okay then, you have thirty minutes before I come up there and dress you myself." He ends the call. I pull off my bath rope and let it drop to the floor as I glare at my new stripper uniform just. It is a mission to get into my disguise but I manage to pull it on after plundering onto the bed and yanking it. I slip on the black pantyhose and the heels that came with the dress. I ruffle my hair a bit and put on some makeup. Well, if I am doing this I might as well go all in. I glance at the mirror, if my mom saw me now, she would m
As we walk into the dimly lit backstage area, the air is thick with the smell of hairspray and perfume. In the corner, a group of women huddle around a mirror, each applying their own makeup with deft strokes. Some are smudging on thick black eyeliner, while others focus on layering red lipstick.A woman in a glittering costume is bent over, lacing up her boots. Her fingers move quickly as she expertly looping and tying the strings. She looks up briefly, catching my eye with a knowing smile before returning her attention to the task at hand."My stage name is Candy. My real name is Florence." She smiles holding out a hand for me to take."Lilly-Ann, nice to meet you." I return her smile and add. “Tell me about Lorenzo?""Oh, well, his a mystery. All I know is that he owns this place." "No last name?" I ask, she just pulls her shoulders up. "Who cares about last names, his hot." She smirks elbowing me in my ribs.I cannot disagree with that, but why would Rayon think his auctioning wo
I can not sleep. My mind keeps on replaying the events of tonight. It was a night filled with excitement and plenty of firsts for me, but something just doesn’t add up. Why would Lorenzo own a place, Rayon thinks is use to sell girls? Well, by the looks of the place and all the women there I would have thought so too, but then there is something Candy said that tells me otherwise.It is 3 am and still no shuteye. "Jeez!" I throw the blanket to the floor and make my way to my laptop.Googling the one and only Lorenzo. There is not a lot about him, just that his a nightclub owner and CEO of Green Seed Agro, GSA for short. No siblings and no kids. There is tons of business photos of him, shaking hands with big CEO of very wealthy and well known companies. Photos of his latest project, save the planet, seem to pull a lot of attention.I grab my notepad and jot down all the clubs he owns, Maybe I should pay them a visit as well,for research purposes only.A nice long shower is all I need
I wish it was different between me and Rayon. My addiction, sad but true, I will never be able to tell him no and he knows it. This is why I am afraid of tonight. Stepping into new territories with him, the friend zone, or colleagues. I just need to play it safe and choose my outfit carefully.My small frame is accentuated by a pair of fitted jeans, which is hugging my curves in all the right places. To offset the casual look of my denim, I decide on a blouse that is as feminine as it is soft. The fabric flows around me, draping me in a gentle embrace, while the delicate lace accents the trimmed sleeves and neckline to add a touch of sophisticated charm. Happy with my choice, I stroll to the elevator, when my phone buzz."Hi, I'm on my way down."Okay, I'll wait for you then." Rayon ends the call.Checking myself in the elevator mirror before I exit. Get it together Lilly-Ann, this is NOT a date.Rayon stands at the door with his hands in his jean pocket, freshly shaved, and dressed i
Rosemary is waiting at the door for us as the car comes to a stop. I am frozen in my seat. "Rayon," I whisper shaking my head and trying to fathom what he just said. "I just wanted you to know, I'm not expecting an answer or anything from you, Ann." He smiles, leaning closer to me, and placing a kiss on my cheek. “I’m not giving up on us.” He whisper before sliding out of the car. "Now, let's go enjoy ourselves." Opening my door for me and holding his arm for me to take, I hook in, as we walk to the door like nothing happened. "Annie!" Rosemary yells, waving us over, but frowns when she notices that I am on the arm of my ex. She glares at me and shakes her head disapproving. "Hi, Rose." He grins, and she gives him a once-off look before spinning on her heels. "Follow me." She pouts, handing me a VIP pass. "I don't think she likes me." Rayon whispers in my ear. "Yeah, I got the same message." I give him an apologetic smile as we enter the club. The pulsing bass of the music thunder
I crawl onto my bed and kicking off my shoes. I pull myself in a small ball on the bed. My heart feels as empty as this apartment, surrounded by the remnants of my shattered heart. Tears streams down my cheeks, leaving behind a trail of heartache and despair. I grab my phone and dial Shane. I need him to shout at me."Hey, girl."I fight back the tears as Shane picks up. "Shane.""What happened? Did that mother fucker do something to hurt you. I'll kill him, I swear.""No, no. Well, he didn't hurt me.""Ann, what are you saying?""I don't know, Shane I'm so confuse.""When are you coming home?""Tomorrow, my flight is at 9am""Good, that's good, you need to stay away from him, Ann."I let out a soft giggle, Shane can be so overprotective. "I love you. Shane."I love you too, See you tomorrow.""Yeah, see you then." I end the call, staring at the ceiling as my phone drops to the floor. I know when I get home Shane will be ready with a long lecture, which I’m in need of.*****Packed an
Sometimes in life we take for granted the people close to us, not considering how our actions might affect their lives. We are selfishly pursuing our goals, middle-fingering the people we love, without knowing it.Stepping out into the cool air of NYC, I inhale sharply. This is the first time I’m nervous about a story. I’ve done so many undercover jobs and investigate so many people, but never did a knot form in my stomach. It’s like my body is trying to warn me something bad is going to happen, which makes it even more intriguing for me to go, but why am I nervous?Just as I’m about to cross the road a SUV stop and the back door swings open. “Get in.” The voice demands. I try to push past the car but it keeps blocking my path. “Get your fucking ass in this car!!” His deep raspy voice exclaimed, but this time more demanding.My heart starts pounding in my chest, I know if I get in, I might never get out in one piece. The front door swings open and a big man, dressed in all black, gra
Lesley’s eyes filled with sympathy as he gaze down at me, clinging on his arm, “Lilly-Ann, I can not just burst into his home and start to accuse him of catnapping. It is not how we do things. I’m sorry.” “But I know it is him, Shane tell him!” I move my gaze towards my only hope, Shane smile faintly at me as he stands from the sofa and places his hand on my shoulder. “I think you should come home with me and let Lesley do his job.” “Why won’t you belief me!!! He took my cat, he broke into my apartment, he threatened to kill me!!! Do you think I‘m making all this up?! What great friends you are!” Tears start running down my cheeks as I shrug Shane’s hand from my shoulder, grab my bag and storm out the building. “Lilly-Ann!!” Both calls my name as I exit. If they won’t help me find Honey I will do it myself. Sliding into my car I start the engine. I have no idea where Honey would be but I know who saw her last and I know where to start. Starlux Deluxe hotel, Lenkov’s new pride and jo