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My hand touched my neck without my permission. The memory of his fingers -and then the belt- wrapped around my neck was arousing while his expression sent a chill through my spine. Goosebumps covered my skin from both the cold and the feeling of unknown fear.

He ruined the last girl and his eyes already found another target.

Patient name: Michael Harrison

What could he have done to be at an asylum? It might have been depression or a very serious psychotic illness.

The question was: Did I just let a psycho fuck me? And worse, I liked it… what would that make me?

“Beautiful.”

I startled and turned my back in panic. There was a handsome guy I saw a few times as I served drinks at the VIP section.

“How can I help you?” I said, trying to put aside my anxiety.

“You can help me just by standing like that, with less clothes, though,” he answered with an easy smile on his face.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m Alex and I’m a photographer. Would you like to do modeling for me?” he asked out of the blue.

“Me? Photos? No,” I shook my head.

I was an anti-photo person if there was a term like that. All my life, my photo count wouldn’t be over twenty if we didn’t count my baby photos my parents took of me.

“Hear me out first. I’m a sensual photographer. I focus on the woman’s body and its beauty while trying to capture the expressions. In my photographs the model has to be someone expressive and someone who is capable of the depths of emotions. You really have a great face, it is so open. I could see you were scared, excited, aroused and also hesitant before I came in. That is someone I should have in my photos,” Alex said. I liked the way he talked about his job. It was clearly his passion, but unfortunately not mine.

“Thank you for the offer Alex, but my answer is still the same. No.”

“Can’t I convince you?” he quickly passed the distance between us. I laughed at his eagerness, “No.”

“Too bad. Well, maybe you can let me write my number anyway. In case you change your mind?” He took out a pen from his blazer’s pocket and touched the swell of my breast with it.

“You won’t get a call but sure… go ahead,” I shrugged and straightened my back.

He came closer to me till I felt his breath on my skin as he wrote the numbers. He was classy enough to not make any inappropriate moves even though he was that close to my boobs. I gave him credit for that. He was a flirt, a player for sure but, he was doing it in a gentlemanly manner. He was the type of guy Dawn would be drawn to, I needed danger, it seemed.

“Well, I won’t bother you anymore, then. But I really hope you’ll consider my offer. Goodnight, Beautiful,” he said, turned his back and left; leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I was glad Alex distracted me. After talking to him, I knew what I had to do.

I was looking for a story when I came here and Mike could give me that story, there was no way in hell I would miss it. I was going to find a way to get that file and until then, I was going to spend my time with him.

Would it be like dancing with the devil or chasing the rainbow?

January 2, 2014

“Angel?” Dawn asked in a sleepy tone when my purse fell from the dresser in the hallway.

“Yeah. It’s me, Dawn. Why are you sleeping on the couch?”

“I was reading… fell asleep,” she murmured and tried to wipe away the sleep from her eyes.

“Okay. I’m heading to bed,” I said, trying not to make much eye contact with her.

“Wait,” she called out for me as I walked towards my room.

“Are you okay? You seem…off.”

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