Next chapter! Hope you guys like it.
Starfire looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a silk draped gown with a plunging neckline, black open-toed heels, a vintage-style beaded clutch, a gold chanel necklace with a brown jewel in the middle with the insigna, and vintage gold dangly earrings. Her eyes were painted with two tones of pink and dark mascara, peach blush, and rouge lips. Her hair was put up in an elegant bun with pieces of hair falling out.
She moved away from the mirror, satisfied. She moved to the bed that her and Slade would share, and admired the Botticelli painting above the head of the bed. It was Birth of Venus, one of her favorites. She took off her heels and stood up on the bed to get closer to the painting, gliding her fingers around the soft face of Venus, admiring the goddess-like beauty that was painted.
"Are you ready, dear?" She jumped a little, turning around. Slade stood in the doorway, a glass of red wine in his hand. She gently stepped off of the bed and put her heels back on, moving to stand next to Slade. He looked her up and down, and then to her face.
"You look beautiful." She blushed.
"Thank you." He smiled and kissed her cheek. He turned back to business mode.
"Now you are going in as Adele Cotillard. You are a successful model, here for a photoshoot. Go in and try to avoid contact with as many people as possible, only going to your destination. I will be monitoring you through a small microphone that will be hooked on the inside of the top area of your dress," He showed her the small device and then moved in to put it on, his hand reaching inside the right side of her dress, brushing against her breast as he hooked it on. He pulled away, keeping a smirk off of his face. "Wintergreen shall be driving you there in the Bentley. Good luck." She nodded and smiled.
"I shall do the best I can." With that she walked down the stairs and saw Slade enter the bedroom, most likely setting up the equipment needed for himseld for the night. She walked to the front door where the Bentley was already positioned, Wintergreen drawing the door open for her.
"Good evening, Miss Adele." She smiled at the new name. Slade always made sure to be extra careful, even in the safety of his own home.
"Good evening Wintergreen. I thank you for my door." He smiled and closed the door behind her as she got in and then moved to the driver's side. Starfire leaned her head back and closed her eyes, running the french pronunciations she had perfected many times before. Her french accent was near perfect, as it should be. The car pulled through many twists and turns, traffic wild. This was expected, being in such a big city. Close to twenty minutes later, Wintergreen pulled up to the hall and got out to open her door. She stepped out with her head held high and nodded her head toward Wintergreen, already in character. She needed to be pristine and witty, with a touch of condescending ways.
She let out a breath and walked up the stairs to the big doors, two men in matching suits opening the doors for her. She stepped into the room, her posture perfect, and looked around. There were crowds of richly dressed people chatting excessively. There were white silk table cloths covering long tables on the far walls, filled with french delicacies. She stepped into the crowd, making her way to a far corner, when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Bonjour madamoiselle. May I ask the name of such a beauty?" She turned to see of handsome man of maybe twenty-six, no older. He had dark hair and dark brown eyes, his body lean and tall. She gave him a flirty smile.
"Adele. And yours?" He smiled back and put an arm around her waist.
"Alexandre. And what brings you to this party? I have never seen you before." She began to walk with him.
"I am a model on a trip for a photoshoot. I figured that I would see the extravagance of Paris I have heard so much about. I must say, it does leave an impression." He chuckled and tightened his hold.
"Well, Adele, you have come to the right place." He pulled himself closer to her, stopping their walk, and leaned in to her ear. "And I know an even better place for you. Do you have plans for the rest of the night, mon cher?" She laughed as she pulled away.
"As a matter of fact, I do. Now I must go, Alexandre. I am not that easy." She walked away swiftly, leaving the surprised man to himself. As she was walking away, she noticed a woman long wavy blonde hair and a pale complexion. She waited for her to turn around to confirm. When she turned, her face was visible to Starfire. She had the familiar full rosy lips and almond-shaped hazel eyes of the picture Slade had shown her. She smiled, as she had found her target. She moved her way through the crowd and over to the woman, tapping her on the shoulder. The woman turned.
"I must say, that is a lovely dress. May I ask who it is by?" The woman smirked.
"Yves Saint Laurent, and thank you." Starfire smiled.
"Do you come around here often? I am fairly new to the environment since I am usually in Italy for such occasions." The woman smiled widely.
"Ah, I see. Yes, I do come here a lot. My husband and I are regulars at such occasions as these, but sadly he could not make it tonight." Starfire feigned sadness.
"Oh, that is most unfortunate. Why was he not able to make it, if I may ask?" The woman laughed, waving a hand.
"I doubt you are of any harm, dear. Do not hesitate to ask such questions. He is in a meeting with some business partners right now. We are staying here for the week to finalize a contract." Starfire nodded, smiling.
"I am curious, what kind of work does your husband do?"
"Oh, just building. His company is credited for many of the new buildings around large cities. Though, I must say, though things are going well work-wise, they are not so well between us." Starfire let out a gasp, grabbing lightly onto the woman's elbow.
"Why is that?" The woman rolled her eyes.
"He is unfaithful. He sees a beautiful woman and just cannot keep that disgusting snake trapped." She shook her head. "But it does not bother me and much as it should. I cannot say I am completely faithful, either." She smirked and Starfire giggled.
"I see. Those make for the most exciting marriages, though." The woman laughed, nodding her head.
"Indeed. Tell me, are you married?" Starfire shook her head.
"I have not decided to settle down yet. I would rather focus on my career." The woman nodded, and then looked at her curiously.
"My husband is the same way. While he is here, he pays no heed to me at all. It is all business. The last night we are here is when we finally get to finish this contract. Luckily, it is taking place right in our hotel. May I ask what you do?" Starfire smiled. This woman was very open, too open, but she was not complaining. This made her job easier and she was ready to go back to Slade.
"I am a model. I am here for a photoshoot." The woman smiled and nodded her head.
"That is wonderful. You are very beatiful." Starfire gave a small smile to the woman, finding a way out of the conversation. She had gotten the information that she needed.
"I thank you. I must go now, I am to wake up very early tomorrow." The woman nodded understandingly.
"Of course. Have a good night. May I have your name?" Starfire turned.
"Adele. Have a nice night." She scurried away, afraid of more questions. The place seemed deafening, and she was sure Slade had sent Wintergreen to pick her up. She made her way to the door, but something caught her eye. It was a blue metal, very familiar..
She turned around quickly, seeing four people she never expected to see again. Cyborg, Beast Boy, Raven, and Robin. Her eyes widened as she turned back around, even more intent on getting to the door. It did not help that the four were coming her way, though still oblivious to the woman. As they walked passed her, she made sure to lower her head. When they were finally past her, she looked back up, but to only see blue eyes peering back at her. She turned around quickly and walked indignantly toward the door, trying to appear as if she did not recognize a thing.
The doors opened for her and she spotted Wintergreen with the door open for her, and she walked to the Bentley, not turning back.
Well that was fun to write! So the Titans are back.
