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I just nod while I look around the room. I’m going to give up on it, but at the last moment, I catch a glimpse of familiarity.
A light pink bunny mask.
It fades into the darkness near the exit door, and the black curtains that are up to contribute to the dark aesthetic of this shoot cover his departure.
“Stalker,” Ares whispers, making me realize he’s been watching me the entire time.
“Bunny Stalker,” I correct him, which seems stupid, but it’s already left my lips.
“So, he’s an ally,” Ares confirms.
“Could be,” I mutter. “I think we’ll find out soon enough.”
“What a slut.”
A bit of laughter ignites to our left. It’s barely audible with how the right side of the room is cheering and vibing on the high of getting a tip of such caliber over a few shots.
“Don’t talk so loud, they’ll hear us, stupid,” one chuckles.
“Just admit it, Danny boy. You want that bitch on your lap, rubbing her pussy on your junk just to get you horny enough for a photo.” Another laughs and proceeds to walk toward the curtains.
“She ain’t shit. I remember her. Dom’s obsession as a kid. Used to bully her crying ass all the time. Now, she thinks she’s the shit because she got a good body and some small tits,” this Danny guy mocks. “All that plastic surgery couldn’t hide those ugly burns.”
“C’mon, man. It ain’t that serious. Why are you hating?”
“He’s jealous, obviously.”
The miniature group is moving, but this Danny douche looks back at us, catching my stare. He simply smirks, as if he’s the better one between us before looking away.
“Jealous of what? She’s an ugly bitch. No fucking character in her bitch face. Ares only tolerated that shit to get his pay cut. Last time I heard, she’s with that crazed freak at Leighton U.”
“The university for unhinged fuckers and fake rich people?” one of his peers laughs.
“Bro, that university is filled with drug dealer children and criminals who tossed their offspring. They think they’re the shit when the majority of those rich families can barely make a dent in the stock market.”
“Well, she’s just a slut, and I clearly remember she’s a fucking orphan. Her father was embarrassed to have her. Out-of-wedlock cunt. Looks just like her slutty mother.”
The others laugh and make comments, but they’re too far gone for me to hear anything more.
“Verena.”
I blink and look at Ares, who admires me like a work of art.
“Wh-What?”
“Ready for me to let you in?”
I don’t get it at first, but my eyes widen at the realization that clicks in my mind.
“Ares… you don’t have to…”
“I want to,” he whispers. “Not because you want me to get a taste of victory,” he reassures me. “But because… it’s about time my Sweet Canary sees what lengths her Ruthless King will go to protect your mesmerizing melody.”
He smiles then and kisses me very gently.
“Thank you for opting to join the shoot. I will warn you that your body is going to be plastered on Forbes Elite Magazine across the world.”
I don’t know why it suddenly clicks, but my eyes grow massive as my jaw drops.
