beyond the perfect world

by wetwings

They are highest society, but is everything as it seems, or is there more than this silver linings? every year men and women are chosen to be a very special kind of slaves, but only for a year. believe me when I say this will be very racy, there are lemons, rated M for a reason;)

1. Chapter 1

ClaryPOV

This is the last night i will spend alone. I'm not sure if this makes me content or fearful, but i sure am exited. So when i go to bed, tuck myself in my creamcoloured bedsheets, i am restless, pushing sleep away every time it comes to me.

Dear reader:

i know you are confused, so while I'm lying in my bed, staring at the blackness of my ceiling i will explain my situation. First things first:

My name is Clarissa, i usually go by the name of Clary. I am a petite thin girl with no appetite and red curly hair. Tomorrow i will be of age: i will turn 15. that, to part, is why i cant sleep.

My parents are high society and we are very wealthy, a fact I adore, because of all the privileges that come with it. One privilege having servants, a huge house, great partys and sex slaves. Yes, you heard correctly: we, the highest of high society, have sex slaves. That i s the true reason i can not sleep on a starless night like this one. Once of age, men and women are chosen, no wrong, they compete against each other to become our the lovers. As a reward they receive money and status for their family and them. Since i will turn 15 by tomorrow, i have been carefully contemplating the last few months. Trust me, theses months were agonizing but i think i made a good choice. My parents offered me to take two or even three, like my brother (the number of partners depends on your family's wealth)but i decided to stick with one for the first year. The boy i chose is 16, has brown hair, blue eyes, a strong jaw und a slender, yet muscular figure. His name is Julian and he plays the violin, likes to ballroom dance and sounded like a passionate gentleman during his interview. I can only hope he is good in the bedroom, though i dont think it will matter. My friends approve and Izzy already asked if she could lend him. I told her yes, if she let me have hers once in a while. Izzy only giggled. She has an amazing talent at choosing her men, i adored those she chose last year, they were so charming, especially the blonde one.

Now i can only wait for the night to pass as fast as possible, so that by tomorrow i may not be a virgin anymore.