The Claims of a Heart

On the night of the gala, Abaddon watched as Aurelia nervously entered the grand venue. Her face fell in awe at seeing the place adorned with elegant decorations. She had dressed in a simple but elegant black dress to most, but to Don it was a garment that begged to be ripped off her body and thrown to the corner of his bedroom. It was a floor length off the shoulder dress that hugged her thick and seductive curves as if it were on a mission to draw attention from every man in the room. And when she walked the slit in her dress released the bountiful thigh that he remembered wrapped around his neck only nights ago. 

Usually, he would deny the invitation to attend. He would send a large donation instead of his presence. But this time, he reconsidered. He had decided to attend the charity gala after