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Part 3
There was no one around me to stop my worrying. Satine could be in trouble and I didn't know how to get through to her . If my words were to fall into the wrong hands then I would be done for. What if I wrote her just once but disguised myself as someone else? No, Harold could find out. Do I dare? If the duke found out he would go after me for sure. Risking my life is the only way for me to tell her I'm alright. If anything should happen, I'll know if she's safe.
I reached into the wooden desk by the window and took out a piece of paper with a quill. An hour passed by before I was nearly done. I secretly slipped in the listing to my studio in London. I pasted a Paris stamp on the envelope and wrote the address on it. After throwing on my overcoat, I set off into the night.
***
Satine hasn't been at rehearsal for three days now. My suspicion grows within each hour. Harold's excuses for her become more and more unbelievable. Did he take me for some kind of fool? As long as she was mine no harm could be done to her. Now that she was gone, I had no choice. Nobody runs away from the duke and gets away with it. She had to bestopped.I longed to look into those intensive blue eyes again. No matter what happens, she will come back to me.
***
" Duke everything is ready." I informed him.
Ever since Satine has been gone it has given me more chances to a place in the center of his attention. The strangest feeling has overcome me. I was no longer myself. The greatest bitch that I was before has journeyed back to the past. When his eyes first gleamed at me I thought that I was doing something mortally wrong. What else is new? I was always causing trouble around every corner. That's what everyone thought of me, but he didn't seem to think so. He looked at me so differently than everyone else did.
" Alright. Everyone in your places!" he ordered while winking at me.
I lifted up my can-can dress as I made my way across the stage. The music started and I lifted up my arms and twirled them. I kicked my legs up in the air and landed smoothly. I could feel him watching me, his eyes following my every move. I reached up to the ceiling and swayed my hands, my legs moving with every motion.Once the music stopped I landed on the floor with my head bowed back. He then started to clap wildly. An impressed look swung across his face. I couldn't help but stare.
How can he see into my eyes like open doors? I'm nothing. What could he be playing at. Was this whole thing a joke?
" Miss Nini, may I speak to you for one minute." He asked me smiling.
He walked up the steps and lead me off. We reached my dressing room and closed the door. My dressing room was a very private place. What could he want?
I watched carefully as he slipped off his buckle shoes and sat on the couch.Everything seemed to go by so fast.
" Come here." he wispered gently directing me.
" But what about Madam Satine Duke?"
" She no longer means anything to me. Don't worry , she will be punished for running away. Those things don't slip by without notice. Besides, Harold is the one that gave her secret away in the first place. All of his pathetic excuses weren't enough to convince me."
" But how am I supposed to know you're not lying to me?" I alarmed him cautiously.
" I'm not."
His heated hands reached up to my thighs. A heat rush took over me. Never had I felt like this. With the Argentinian, my love was fake. We went on through the night and the next morning we would pretend as if nothing happened. I gave out an exasperated gasp as he pulled me onto his lap. He ran his lips accross my face. My back went stiff as he massaged down my spine. The feeling was too thrilling. What was I doing?
" Wait!" I called while pulling back.
" Is something wrong? Did I make a mstake?"
" No, I did. I'm sorry but I just can't do this right now. I need some time." I sorrowed.
He shot a look of disbelief at me as I gathered my things.
" I suppose you're right. Some time would be good."
" Silly duke. We will finish this but just............not now."
Before he could say anything else I stepped out the door and shut it behind me. This didn't make any sense. Why the hell did he want me? How come he has no interest in Satine anymore? Is this just some sick sceme for revenge? Satine normally wouldn't care if anyone just decided that they were going to have sex with her. Or does she?
Part 3
There was no one around me to stop my worrying. Satine could be in trouble and I didn't know how to get through to her . If my words were to fall into the wrong hands then I would be done for. What if I wrote her just once but disguised myself as someone else? No, Harold could find out. Do I dare? If the duke found out he would go after me for sure. Risking my life is the only way for me to tell her I'm alright. If anything should happen, I'll know if she's safe.
I reached into the wooden desk by the window and took out a piece of paper with a quill. An hour passed by before I was nearly done. I secretly slipped in the listing to my studio in London. I pasted a Paris stamp on the envelope and wrote the address on it. After throwing on my overcoat, I set off into the night.
***
Satine hasn't been at rehearsal for three days now. My suspicion grows within each hour. Harold's excuses for her become more and more unbelievable. Did he take me for some kind of fool? As long as she was mine no harm could be done to her. Now that she was gone, I had no choice. Nobody runs away from the duke and gets away with it. She had to bestopped.I longed to look into those intensive blue eyes again. No matter what happens, she will come back to me.
***
" Duke everything is ready." I informed him.
Ever since Satine has been gone it has given me more chances to a place in the center of his attention. The strangest feeling has overcome me. I was no longer myself. The greatest bitch that I was before has journeyed back to the past. When his eyes first gleamed at me I thought that I was doing something mortally wrong. What else is new? I was always causing trouble around every corner. That's what everyone thought of me, but he didn't seem to think so. He looked at me so differently than everyone else did.
" Alright. Everyone in your places!" he ordered while winking at me.
I lifted up my can-can dress as I made my way across the stage. The music started and I lifted up my arms and twirled them. I kicked my legs up in the air and landed smoothly. I could feel him watching me, his eyes following my every move. I reached up to the ceiling and swayed my hands, my legs moving with every motion.Once the music stopped I landed on the floor with my head bowed back. He then started to clap wildly. An impressed look swung across his face. I couldn't help but stare.
How can he see into my eyes like open doors? I'm nothing. What could he be playing at. Was this whole thing a joke?
" Miss Nini, may I speak to you for one minute." He asked me smiling.
He walked up the steps and lead me off. We reached my dressing room and closed the door. My dressing room was a very private place. What could he want?
I watched carefully as he slipped off his buckle shoes and sat on the couch.Everything seemed to go by so fast.
" Come here." he wispered gently directing me.
" But what about Madam Satine Duke?"
" She no longer means anything to me. Don't worry , she will be punished for running away. Those things don't slip by without notice. Besides, Harold is the one that gave her secret away in the first place. All of his pathetic excuses weren't enough to convince me."
" But how am I supposed to know you're not lying to me?" I alarmed him cautiously.
" I'm not."
His heated hands reached up to my thighs. A heat rush took over me. Never had I felt like this. With the Argentinian, my love was fake. We went on through the night and the next morning we would pretend as if nothing happened. I gave out an exasperated gasp as he pulled me onto his lap. He ran his lips accross my face. My back went stiff as he massaged down my spine. The feeling was too thrilling. What was I doing?
" Wait!" I called while pulling back.
" Is something wrong? Did I make a mstake?"
" No, I did. I'm sorry but I just can't do this right now. I need some time." I sorrowed.
He shot a look of disbelief at me as I gathered my things.
" I suppose you're right. Some time would be good."
" Silly duke. We will finish this but just............not now."
Before he could say anything else I stepped out the door and shut it behind me. This didn't make any sense. Why the hell did he want me? How come he has no interest in Satine anymore? Is this just some sick sceme for revenge? Satine normally wouldn't care if anyone just decided that they were going to have sex with her. Or does she?
