The blue eyed angel who walked the floor to pick up empty drinks filled her eye. Shoulders broad but tapered to a V at his waist that bulged into a firm ass. She could almost imagine the cut of his abs above his hip, the divot at his hip bones visible and deep, sweat dripping...
The proprietor of Kallisti knew eye candy alright. And Rena's eyes were smokey. She crossed her legs and felt her thighs squeeze together in anticipation. Her prey was marked.
Enough that the present company was excluded. Aside from Alexis, it was all women anyway. And he had not been impressive. She was always drawn to the earthy, brawny, hard working men. Sweat dripping off their brows. Tired but still hungry for life.
Not given a fucking thing. Working to survive. To climb. To prove they had a right to be there.
Men like her.
Spoiled nothings who inherited daddy's money were tools. Useful, to be sure. But none held her interest more than a moment.
Not that blue eyes looked destined to be a captain of industry in the next 10 years. But she was drawn to the under dogs. And you never knew.
Suddenly, she felt a flame before her. Not literally. But warmth all the same. She watched as Ilesha formed something from....something! Her jaw dropped. She had heard rumors, of course. But the Ascendancy was the Ascendancy.
Blue eyes vanished from her mind as if he never existed. Her nostrils flared. She had used her tricks to manipulate, to steal. To occassionally cause a fall or some other thing necessary to advance her career.
Her eyebrows turned down in surprise as she stared first at the ring and at Ilesha.
"How...?" was all she could say.
The proprietor of Kallisti knew eye candy alright. And Rena's eyes were smokey. She crossed her legs and felt her thighs squeeze together in anticipation. Her prey was marked.
Enough that the present company was excluded. Aside from Alexis, it was all women anyway. And he had not been impressive. She was always drawn to the earthy, brawny, hard working men. Sweat dripping off their brows. Tired but still hungry for life.
Not given a fucking thing. Working to survive. To climb. To prove they had a right to be there.
Men like her.
Spoiled nothings who inherited daddy's money were tools. Useful, to be sure. But none held her interest more than a moment.
Not that blue eyes looked destined to be a captain of industry in the next 10 years. But she was drawn to the under dogs. And you never knew.
Suddenly, she felt a flame before her. Not literally. But warmth all the same. She watched as Ilesha formed something from....something! Her jaw dropped. She had heard rumors, of course. But the Ascendancy was the Ascendancy.
Blue eyes vanished from her mind as if he never existed. Her nostrils flared. She had used her tricks to manipulate, to steal. To occassionally cause a fall or some other thing necessary to advance her career.
Her eyebrows turned down in surprise as she stared first at the ring and at Ilesha.
"How...?" was all she could say.