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No digo cosas para decirlos...i love you, take it or leave it.
 
the devil in her pocket, turned to gold

So she kept walking, and smirked at the thought.

Her Prada heels creating the sweetest symphony any siren could hope to resonate throughout the streets, and finally into Opera.

The wisps of smoke twirled around her legs, slipping up the seam of her black dress...slithering around her neck and those perfectly swooped blonde curls.

As always, her presence was felt ... and the sea of bodies parted in two as she made her way across the floor towards the bar, litted with warm shades of glowing lights...

He knew what she'd wanted... so handing her the martini glass, he smiled and kissed her on the cheek... as always.

But tonight, she wanted something different. she was tired of the same old thing, of the same flirting and attention she received.

It bored her, didn't quench her vixen side to the all American-girl physique she could fabricate at will.

Taking a sip of the bitter-sour taste, she let it slide down her throat as she quietly chuckled to herself at the absurdity of such a thought.

The girl next door? Hardly.

Not that anyone saw that now, she knew.

It wasn't the dress or the heels... the diamonds that dangled from her ears in sparkling cascades of glamour, or the single one on her right hand ring finger she got for herself....

No it wasn't just her curves or the way she swayed them with expertise...

Maybe her walk? the sound she made that not only made people listen, but turn and want to know who she was, what she was about.

No it was the secrets she had glittering in those blue eyes of hers. the streaks of yellows and greens captivating poor by-standers who had never realized that their dreams and fantasies roamed the earth.. completely tangible.

And as the sound of the music warmed her body, and the alcohol slightly flushed her cheeks... she walked to the door with determination to get what she wanted. again all eyes on her...

Handing the boy at the door her now empty glass... she smirked again,

wondering how long it would take him to recover.

 

 
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