SINS OF THE FATHER
Chapter One
Red.
Blood red.
That was the color that adorned plump lips. Blood red lips to match the skin tight dress she'd found hidden in the back of her closet. Her nails were perfectly manicured, crisp and the color of crimson.
Every head turned to her as she sauntered through the crowded lounge. On a typical night, she wouldn't be caught dead in her current ensemble, and she certainly wouldn't be frequenting a locale such as this.
Desperate times…
Taking no notice of the eyes that followed her, she flipped her hair off her shoulder, held her head high, and continued to strut after the man leading her to her destination. If she was going down, she may as well look the part – sin incarnate.
The man led her down a long hallway, removed from the noise and chatter of the crowded lounge. He stopped almost abruptly in front of a dark, heavy door meant to keep everyone out. Knocking with three swift raps, he uttered something quietly and the door was pulled open from the inside. Stepping back, he gestured her forward to the dark room with his hand outstretched and his head bowed down.
It wouldn't do to hesitate. Swallowing and inhaling a short breath, she took her first step towards the room, towards an uncertain future, telling herself that no one could know her confidence was faked. For no matter what laid before her, she knew that she could never go back to the life she lived before.
As she entered the darkened room, her heart stuttered with the sound of the door thudding closed. There was no going back now.
AN: Comments are welcomed and though I know it's only the beginning, I would love to hear what you think. :)