*Davina*
It is a normal friday night in the Grotto, Well it was until one of the royals suddenly stands beside me and Mark. She looks at us, her face void of emotions. "Hi Mark, can I borrow Your friend for a moment ?"

"Sure Celine". Mark answered and quickly disappears.

"Follow me". The beautiful vamp queen said and turned, walking away.

All my friends started after me as I hesitantly followed her. When we reach the infamous stair Celine stops. "In a moment you Will follow me up there. You Will be discrete and you won't speak unless spoken to. Whatever happens you are not to tell anyone what happens up there. Got it ?"

I nod, feeling totally speechless.

"Follow me". Celine say, walking up the stairs. I can't believe this. I am really on my way to the balcony. I mean I have always made a bit fun with the whole concept around the royals. But deep down I wish to be invited up here, just like anyone else.

"Wait here". Celine tells me as we reaches the top of the stairs.

That isn't a problem. With huge eyes I look around, trying to soak up everything. The balcony is everything I imagined. The style is burlesque boudoir with thick ruby red velour draped on the black walls. Beautiful classic chaises was distributed on the platform, were thin silk curtains could be drawn, to hiding anything. One side was open towards the club, below us. And opposite the stairs was black leather couches were a group of royals are sitting with their friends. I smile when I see that the coffee table is a coffin with a glass top. It's a bit tacky, but I love it.

My eyes stop suddenly.. Tom.. he is here.

I look away. I don't want to risk being sent down again, now when I have Finally come up here. I glance after Celine as she walks over to the others, wondering who has asked for me. To my Big surprise and fear, she leans down to talk to Tom, the nodding towards me. Tom turn his gaze to me and I feel my legs shaking under me, making them almost buckle, petrified by his bearing radiance. He can't have send for me Can he ? No it can't be.. I mean he is.. Tom.

The rest of them leaves the couch with a wave of his hand and Celine comes back to me.

"Tom wishes for you to join him now. And remember only speak when spoken to". She say cool. Then she leaves me to go gaze on the dancefloor with a couple of other royals.

I just stand there, totally floored, while Tom are looking at me. A surprisingly soft smile spread on his face and he waves me over. First my legs refuses to cooperate. But slowly, one step at a time I get over there.

He gets up, making a motion with his arms. "Please sit down". His voice is friendly. Very british and deep, which only makes him more sexy. "Can I offer you anything to drink ?"

With a nervous nod I sit down on the couch. My throat closes around a dry spot that keeps growing and I an unable to say anything.

"Funnily you never struck me as the silent type". He say with a little chuckle. "Red wine ?"

"Yes please". Oh pull yourself together for fucks sake Davina ! I clear my throat and accept the glass. "How do you know how I usually am ?" I ask, after having cleaned my throat with a sip of wine. I start to get an idea to what this is about. i mean he is a man after all.

"I know you have been coming here since we opened two years ago. Back then you weren't really old enough to drink were you ?" He sends me a teasing smile.

"Maybe not, but I am now". I answer, looking up at him.

His lopsided smile gives his face a boyish charm, it is almost impossible for me to guess how old he is.

"I know quite a lot about you Davina". He say, watching me with those intense blue eyes.

My blood roars through my body when he say my name. The silence that follows feels as nerve wracking as waiting for the teacher to tell you that you flunked Your exam and I start to feel uncomfortable. Is this some kind of exam ?  Is Tom gracing me right now ? I fumble with my glass, taking a big sip, trying to look calm and collected.

"Aren't you curious as to why I asked you to come up here ?" He finally say.

"I was told not to told not to ask any questions". I say, not looking at him. "But I have an idea".

He breaks into this weird little laugh, shaking his head. "Sorry Celine loves the drama surrounding us. You can relax, I am afraid my reason is quite.. banal compared to what you Seem to think".

I furrow my brow. "Okay then, I am curious now. Why am I here ?"

The charming edge to his voice haven't convinced me. But if he wants to dance around the subject, fine with me. I am still sure that sooner or later he Will ask me to blow him or maybe fuck me.

"Truth is I was recently dumped by my girlfriend, so I kinda need a date for this thing I am going to". He say.

"You are surrounded by like crazy beautiful women and you can't get a date ?" Why would anyone dump someone like Tom ? And it is even more unlikely that there wouldn't be a new one on his arm in five minutes.

"Is it so hard to believe that I find you attractive ?" His gaze and the tone of his voice makes me blush. I look down, fidgeting nervously. He gets serious and his voice sounds so warm and friendly. "I have made you feel uncomfortable. I am so Sorry, I didn't mean to".

After a big sip of wine I look up at him, he is smiling at me, and there is no trace of teasing in his eyes now. "What about we start over ?" He hold out his hand. "Hi there, my name is Tom".

"Davina". I say, taking his hand hesitantly.

"What an absolutely beautiful name. Do you come here often ?" He say, totally serious.

"I have been here a couple of times". I say suppressing a giggle.

"Can I offer the lady a glass of wine ?" I hand him my empty glass and he fills it from the bottle.

He looks at me. "I know you doubt me, but it isn't entirely a lie. I actually need a date to a big event".

"And which part is a lie then ?"

"Ouch there comes the claws". He chuckles and put down his glass, leaning towards me. "It might not be entirely true when I hinted I can't find one pretty easily". He smiles cheekily. "But you are the one I want".

I freeze. I am not used to such a direct flirting and then from him.

"Oh I did it again right ? I am so sorry". He laughs.

I try to read his intentions. I have no doubt that he is playing me like a violin right now to get what he wants. But why me ? And does it matter why ? Could it hurt going with him to some party or whatever it is he wants me to go to ? How many girls gets this opportunity ? He is.. Well indescribable".

"What precisely is it that you want me to do ?" I ask.

"I am going to a gallery opening next weekend. And I would very much like to get to know you a bit, to see if I should invite you". He say with a small smile.

"In case I am not able to behave or maybe could end up embarrassing you in front of a lot of rich and fancy people ?" I say. Oh shut up Davina.

He smile with a small nod.

I look towards to club to hide my insecurity. What is his agenda ? I don't belong up here. And so what Davina ? You are a big girl, you can take care of yourself. Live a little.

"Okay". I turn towards him and say.

"Okay ?"

"Okay. I am giving you a change to prove that you are a good guy deep down". I stubbornly push out my chin. "Before I will consider saying yes to Your event".

With a nod he lifts his glass. "I already like you Davina. Not many people are able to follow me and you are not even really trying". He is smiling. "Cheers".

"Cheers". I say. Happy to get the dry spot in my throat away, and stop me from Breaking down coughing.