Author's Note:

This image is of Brooklyn Sudano who I have casted to play Kiara.

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"For something to be beautiful it doesn't have to be pretty."

- Rei Kawakubo

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I look around me to see that I'm the center of attention, literally. For some reason, everyone around me has stepped back and is now staring at me. Being the center of attention is my least favorite thing in the world but it's not like I can just run away. That would only bring more attention to me.

I look to the direction I hear cheering coming from and see Destiny, Simon, Laura, and Sam. My heart squeezes in my chest with affection. I give my best princess curtsey and wave. Once the attention is back on Mrs. Almer I make a beeline to one of the two bars set up.

"What can I get you, Kiara? The usual?"

"Yes please." King quickly makes me a rum and coke. Years ago I stumbled across his bosses catering service and ever since then I've used them for almost every event. They aren't ridiculously overpriced like most places out here and they also do a great job.

I gulp down the drink as soon as he sets it on the counter. Not very ladylike of me, I know but I need to calm my nerves. "Another, please. I promise to make this one last." He refills the crystal glass that Mrs. Almer specifically requested we use for the evening and passes it back to me. This one I sip tentatively.

The hairs on the back of my neck start to rise. I slowly turn around to face the crowd and see who's watching me. My eyes find him with ease. He's talking to a tall blond in a tight emerald dress but his green eyes are focused on me. His thick black hair looks tousled as if he's run his hands through it repeatedly. I bet it was his blond friend who was running her hands through it repeatedly.

I take another sip of my drink and image running my hands through his hair while he kisses down my neck. He'd then continue to kiss down my naked body as I grip a handful of his hair and spreads my legs to place kisses on my-.

"Kiara, stop imagining whatever is going through your head. I can tell its dirty."

"How?" I ask Destiny without taking my eyes off the stranger.

"You're flushed and it's not from drinking because you don't get flushed when you drink."

"Well, I do blame the drinks for making me unable to hide what's going on inside my head."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Nope, but you'll absolutely want to see the guy I was fantasizing about. He's looking at me as if he wants to fuck my brains out. It's not subtle at all."

"Then he's perfect for you. You're many things Kiara but subtle is not one of them. You hate subtle." Destiny picks up her drink and turns to face the crowd.

"He's the one-."

"You don't have to point him out. I can tell exactly who he is and holy hell he's gorgeous."

"He looks like a God." I rub my thighs together hoping to relieve the throbbing ache that's developing between my legs. No such luck. "I have never been so hot and bothered in my life."

"It has been a while, right? Plus, that look he's giving you probably doesn't help. He looks like he wants to ravage you all night long. He's giving you sex eyes." I finally break eye contact with him to look at Destiny.

"Sex eyes?" I laugh.

"More like sex daggers. Jeez, is he ever going to stop staring at you?" I look back and notice him raking his eyes over my body. A shiver runs through me. "Who is he? He looks familiar."

"No idea but he's trouble. I can tell."

"Yeah, well, trouble is ditching the blonde and heading over here." I keep my focus on Destiny and turn back to face the bar.

"This is not going to end well." I groan and rub my temples.

"Don't be so negative. Good luck."

"What? No! Don't ditch me."

"Sorry but the cookies are calling me again."

"Of course they are," I grumble under my breath.

"Gin and tonic please." Heat radiates from him making my blood boil. Suddenly my dress is way too warm. "Thank you." His deep rumbling voice is like music to my ears. I wonder what he'd sound like moaning my name. Biting my bottom lip, I shake the thought out of my head. Oh, great, now the throbbing is worse. If I don't get some relief soon I'm going to explode. "Would you like another drink?"

"No thanks. I need to slow down."

"What for? Tonight is supposed to be a celebration."

"For one, I have work in the morning. Things to do. People to see. Number two is hangovers are the worst. And number three is getting drunk at this event would definitely make me lose clients."

"Clients?" He asks curiously. "What line of business are you in?" His full lips wrap around the edge of his glass. I shift my attention back to his eyes. The sides of his lips tilt upward when our eyes meet again.

"You're looking at it." I gesture nonchalantly around the room. "Events planner."

"So you're the infamous Kiara."

"The one and only."

"I was actually hoping to bump into you. At first, I was going to see if you wanted to go home with me." He says in a deep whisper making my breath hitch. "But before I ask that I'd like to talk business. I recently got back into town and need a party arranged in a very short period of time. Would you be willing to set up a meeting with my personal assistant to discuss what will need to be done." Meet with his PA? What a douche. A very sexy, bone-melting, godlike douche but a douche non-the-less. Flaunting his power and status as if it'll get me to spread my legs. It's not like he needs to show off. You can tell how important he is. His power comes off of him in waves.

"I'd love to do business with you." I take a business card from my clutch and set it on the table. "Usually I only allow meetings with the client I'm planning the event for, but for you, I'll make an exception. I'm sure you're a very busy man." And the less face-to-face time I have with you, the better. My body is going haywire around this guy. I'm sure Destiny was right and it's because I haven't gotten any in while. The muscles in my stomach contract when his fingers brush against mine to take the card.

"Excellent." He smoothly slips the card into his trouser pocket and I manage to keep eye contact with him.

"Have your PA give me a call." He nods.

"Now," He leans in close and envelopes me in his voice, "about you going home with me." What a cocky douche.

"Hey, there you are. I've been looking everywhere for you." Kyle sets his hand on the bare skin at my lower back. He hands me the glass of champagne and I chug half the glass hoping it helps relieve some of the heat coursing through my body.

"I thought you weren't going to have any more drinks." The stranger says smugly.

"I'm sorry sir but I don't go home with strangers that I've only been talking to for a couple minutes. Especially when I don't know their names. I also have a strict policy of not seeing clients." It's rule number one on my list.

"You won't be seeing me. You'll be working with my PA."

"You'll still be signing my check. It was nice meeting you." Not really. "I look forward to doing business with your personal assistant."

"I'll have her contact you soon." He says and extends his hand. I make fast work of shaking his hand and ignore the spark that shoots up my arm. The less body contact the better. I wish I could crawl out of my skin.

Before even thinking I turn to Kyle and kiss him. That feels better. The heat simmers some and Kyle turns out to be a good kisser. "I have a fun idea," I whisper in his ear.

"And what is that?" I take his hand in mine. When I look up I notice the blonde cocky douche was talking to staring at me.

"Your blonde friend seems a little lonely. I'm sure she'll go home with you." I say over my shoulder. With a cocky grin on my face, I lead Kyle to my planned destination.

The whole time I can feel cocky douches gaze burning into my back. Serves him right. Guys like him need to get turned down more often so they don't become so cocky and learn to appreciate a woman's body. Kyle, I'm sure knows how to appreciate a woman's body.

After a short walk to the limo I back Kyles body up against the door and find his lips again. I know it's wrong that I'm just using him to relieve myself but he'll enjoy this just as much as me. He fumbles with the door handle but finally gets it open. Thankfully they left the door unlocked. We climb in and I hitch up my dress to straddle him. I'll find out if I'm right or wrong about him momentarily.

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Author's Notes:

Song: Trndsttr by Black Coast Ft. Maggie (Lucian Remix)

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-Oleanna