Grey's POV

The smell of smoke welcomed me as I walked through the doors of The Red Room. Men in suits and casual attire sat in the different booths or at the bar laughing as if this life was normal. Some women were serving and dancing other women were in expensive clothes who enjoyed the company of other women. On the stage out front was a woman who sang amidst all the men who cheered her on.

I pulled my jacket tighter around me and didn't even see the barely naked woman until she was wrapped me. "Hey there handsome, looking for a good time?" I put on a smile and shrugged her from me. "Not today, is Damon around?" She looked me up and down and nodded to the stairs at the back of the club. "He's not in a good mood today."
"It's okay, he'll want to see me." She smiled and I thought she was quite pretty in her little pink outfit and I sensed that she was a good angel.

Most good angels came here to let out their bad side and I thanked her before walking to the back of the club. "Hey handsome!" I turned to see the woman blow me a kiss. "If you change your mind, come and find me." I turned around to find Damon but my mind wasn't on my mission here, it was on that angel who knocked me with her car and can't seem to get out of my mind. I climbed the steps that creaked under my weight and didn't bother knocking, turning the handle and walking right in.

Damon sat with his feet on his desk and spoke into the phone in what sounded like french. His guards stepped in front of me, stopping me from going further. I heard him say goodbye before his footsteps approach his guards. "You can let this one through, he wouldn't hurt a fly." His eyes were teasing and I rolled mine. The guards parted for me and I walked straight to Damon's bar that he had and pulled out a glass and a bottle of expensive whiskey.

"Something's up with you." He pointed out as he dropped down onto one of his leather sofas with a beer in his hand. I scoffed, he was right, there was definitely something wrong with me lately. "No shit sherlock." I stated and dropped into the seat across from him. "Are you going to tell me?"
"That's why I'm here."
He took a sip of his beer and I saw his eyes flicker from red to his natural green.

"Before I get into that, I need to know what we spoke about when I was here last?" I watched his brows draw together.
"Why would I need to remind you?"
"Because that same night Iwas knocked by a car and now I suffer from temporary memory loss. I don't remember who it was I am supposed to find and take back." I could see he was amused and slumped back. "Go ahead, laugh." As soon as the words were out of my mouth he burst into a fit of laughter.
"Hold up, what have you been doing since?"
"You see that's why I'm drinking. The same person who knocked me with her car is the same person who's driving me crazy."

"Someone's gone soft." He said, taking another swig of his beer.
"I haven't gone soft Damon, I can't get her out of my head. Another problem is that she's an angel from up there." I said pointing to the ceiling. Damon's eyes nearly popped out from his head before he put his beer down on the coffee table between us. "That's suicide Grey."
"I know, that's why I'm still here. I haven't done anything I would regret. Yet." Damon laughed. "You know if you did something, he'd know. You're he's prised possession." I listened to Damon and he was right. The king would know the minute I did something with that angel and he'd be after me.

"This isn't the reason why I'm here Damon." I said thoughtfully as I watched the liquid swirl in my glass.
"Okay drama queen. You came here the same night you arrived, said something about an angel who'd played with a little kid's life. I think you said she was a nurse but I'm not sure." His words sent a chill down my spine. Vanessa was a nurse who worked in the pediatric department of the hospital. I swallowed, the bad feeling only escalated. Was it just a coincidence? I needed that file to be sure.

"You cool there Grey?" I met Damon's eyes and nodded. "Yeah, how's your magic?" He looked at me, confused before nodding slowly. "My magic is just fine, why?"
"I need to get the file from the underworld. I sent it there when I got here, tried summoning it but it was no use. I guess my temporary memory loss affected my magic."
"Why not go back?"
"He'll know once I walk through the portal, that man knows everything."
"Good point. Well I'd love to help but I'm working on my magic at the moment so it's temporarily no good."
"Shit happens." I got up and shook Damon's hand and he searched my eyes.

"What are you going to do Grey? I see your eyes." Fuck him and his powers. "I'm going to catch myself an angel." He caught up with me and grabbed my shoulder. "If you do something stupid, you cannot come here but I have a backdoor to my place, go there and send me a message. I may be able to help you from there." I nodded and walked out of his office door.

Vanessa's POV

When I woke up I stretched like a cat and felt all my muscles gracefully settle. I had a smile on my face and got up to shower. When I got out I found the sky dark and I could see the droplets of water falling against the window. I frowned, I never sleep like this. According to the small clock I had on the wall it was after three in the morning. I pulled out my silk pyjama pants and a tank top because my house was pretty warm. I decided to fix myself something to eat and a cup of tea would be really good right now. I put on some music in the background loud enough to drown out my negative thoughts. The first song was something sexy and made my want to dance. I glanced at the name 'I need to know' by Marc Antony. It made me want to move so I danced as I fixed myself some pancakes.

I cut up some fruit for the topping as I listened to the words and swayed my hips. "If it's true, don't  leave me all alone out here, wondering if you're ever going to take me there. Tell me what you're feeling 'cause I need to know." The song rang so many bells in my situation with Grey. Which brought me to a stand still. Was he okay? I hadn't heard him come back, but then again I was sleeping. I shrugged and continued to dance.

As I was trying off the last pancake a big pair of hands landed on my hips as I swayed with the song. I froze and I felt a mouth by my ear, breath tingling the shell of my ear. "Don't stop on my account." Grey's voice whispered softly and I could feel my heart hammering in my ears. The next started playing and I flipped the pancake onto a plate as I felt Grey's hands start to guide me. He guided my hips against him and I slowly moved with him. The dance slowly quickened and I bit back a moan that was suppressed in the back of my throat. I slowly felt arousal pool between my legs and I felt something hard press into my lower back. I knew what it was and it made me blush.

The sexual tension hung in the air and I turned around, only to pick up and put onto the counter. Grey's eyes were dark with desire and I watched his eyes trail down to between my legs where his erection poked gently. I heard a groan from inside his chest and placed a hand on where his heart beat rapidly against it. I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth and looked up to meet his dark gaze. He looked like he was about to eat me alive.

His mouth came down to my ear, biting the lobe gently. "You know this is a bad idea." He whispered darkly as his lips trailed down the side of my neck like feathers, causing me to shiver deliciously. My nipples peaked under the shirt and I felt my breathing speed up as I gripped the edge of the counter with all my might. I couldn't run from the truth anymore. I wanted this man, this dangerous man, more than anyone I'd wanted before. "Grey." I managed to breathe out and I felt his hands slide from my hips, under the shirt and onto my bare skin. Grey's hands were rough against my skin and it only made my need for him grow.

If he kissed my lips they'd know. I felt his fingers slide up to my breasts where he gently tugged and pulled while his mouth was against my neck, whispering dark things that made my insides quake. I moaned into his shoulder, his scent was intoxicating but delicious in my nose. I let myself enjoy this and ran my hands through his soft hair as his lips trailed down to my breasts where he lifted up the shirt and latched his mouth onto me. I cried out and tried squeezing my legs together but failed miserably.  His hips were too wide for me to give myself any friction. I couldn't take the torture anymore and begged.

"Please Grey." The words were shaky and I watched him come up, his eyes were black, consuming me. I wanted to kiss him but he put a finger against my lips to stop me. "Where's the vibrator?" His words were raw and blunt and I couldn't help but blush deeply. "On my bed." I said softly, embarrassed about my earlier session with the toy. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him, his erection brushing up against my bare sex that was swollen and ready.

I could feel my pants were already wet and I felt him lay me down on the bed before he crawled on top of me, burying his head between my legs where I could hear him inhale deeply.
"God you smell devine." His voice was rough and I bit my lip again as I watched him take my pants off. I wanted him to touch me there, to give me that desperate release I was craving for. I watched him pick up the pink vibrator that sat on the bed. How he managed to see that in the dark was beyond me. He lifted my shirt up until it was by my wrists where he tied my hands up there.

I felt myself pulse down there and heard the toy turn on. He still sat between my legs and crawled up so he could run the vibrator down my neck and over my ever speaking nipples. I moaned out loud, my back arching towards him. I tried to touch him but he put my hands back on the pillow above my head. "I want to touch you." I whined and felt my body shake as he trailed the toy down south. "If you touch me then I'm going to want to fuck you and I can't do that." His words shook me. "Oh my god!" I cried as he placed the vibrator against my sensitive nub. "He can't help you now." I heard Grey murmur as I writhed under him and shook harder as I felt the toy being set onto a higher level.