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Chapter 3- Do what you want-by Lady Gaga
So do what you want
What you want with my body
Do what you want
Don't stop, let's party
Do what you want
What you want with my body
Do what you want
What you want with my body
"Welcome to the penthouse, Miss Gilbert." Damon boomed, opening up a giant clean white door. My mouth immediately dropped open wide.
"Oh my-is this yours?" I managed to say. Damon nodded simply, and made room for me to enter the amazing penthouse. It was humungous. And it was only the living room. The living room had gothic dark themes, which in a way, made me feel warm.
There was a huge fireplace , which had fire burning from it still, which looked like it was entirely made from black marble. In front of it, facing towards the open fire place, was a single red leathered chair, and a black, fluffy rug which stood out a lot on the scarlet red carpet.
Above the fire place was an average sized flat screen TV, which was on, but muted. In the left corner of the room was another chair like the red leather one, and had a single coffee table next to it with a simple ready lamp on it. Surrounding the walls were mini books shelves, the books all in mint condition and perfectly placed on the shelves. On the other side of the room was a simple wooden desk with a notebook laptop and stacks of paper placed on it, and a closed door which was probably to get to the kitchen. There was also a small arch which was probably so small, Damon would have to crouch slightly to get through which had s spiral of stairs.
All around the walls, which were black and had silver chandelier patterns on, were paintings from famous artists and some of which looked like he had painted himself. Some even looked like him. They had the same sparkling ocean eyes as Damon.
Where the book shelves were, there were massive windows which went to the top of the wall, down to the bottom, and two double doors leading to a terrace. I had also noticed the huge skylight above my head which had a perfect view of the full moon and twinkling stars.
"I-wow." I was utterly speechless. I've never seen anything so beautiful.
"Feel free to look around if you want." Damon called as he made his way over to the desk.
You heard the man, look around! He gave you permission!
"No, it's ok, I'll just…do it…and go." I followed after him and sat on his desk.
Fine, don't look around, but at least get a big amount of dough from this guy. The voice was right, this guy looks as if he'll pay big money. Huge.
"So, Elena, now that I have you here…what shall I do with you?" He purred out my name seductively and grinned, sending more chills down my spine. It's time to turn on the charm.
"Hmm…" I puffed out my chest slightly and crossed one leg over the other. ",I don't know. I can do a lot of things. I'm a very flexible girl." I reached over and unzipped his leather jacket he was wearing revealing a black t-shirt underneath.
"How much will this cost me, my sweet Elena?"
"About $70 maximum." I said, tracing circles on his hard abs. My eye's moved to meet his and saw his eyebrows raised.
"$70? Oh, honestly, you're worth a lot more than that." I hummed in response, and slowly pulled his shirt over his head. I almost choked when I saw how perfect his body was. A flawless six pack, beautifully built; just my type.
"How much for the whole night?" My interest suddenly flicked back to him. The whole night?
"$150, max." I replied simply, and he raised his eyebrows at me again.
"You've got to be joking!" He laughed but I shook my head, slightly more serious now.
"I never joke about money." I stared down at his abs again in awe. I began tracing circles on his stomach, making him clench every so often in pleasure. My fingers began to do a slow tickling motion now with one hand, while the other wondered down south to find the fly of his jeans.
"I see a lot of potential in you, Elena, I know you do. But why are you a…"
"A hooker?" I finished for him. He looked a little guilty so I quickly added; "It's ok. You can say it, it's what I am." He nodded in response.
"Besides, I didn't make this my life ambition; no one plans to become a hooker. It happens to some people, and unfortunately it happened to me." I explained casually. Damon didn't say anything again, but just gazed in to my eyes, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. He leaned forward, his lips almost in contact with my ear.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, before nuzzling his nose gently in my neck.
His hands found my boob-tube, and he pulled it over my head. Damon's hands combed through my knotted hair, as I pulled off my boots and stockings.
Damon's tongue slipped in to my mouth as he pulled of my tiny skirt, then reaching for his own trousers. I broke apart from the kiss.
"Uh…I'm sorry, but…condoms...?" I asked awkwardly, flushing slightly red, but he shook his head.
"No, we don't them." He murmured and he leaned back in to connect with my lips again, but I pushed him back again.
"Yes, I-" I began.
"No, trust me, let's just say I can't procreate…but I love to try." He smirked at the last bit and our lips connected again.
Suddenly, Damon pushed all the papers and files off the desk I was sitting on and lied me down on my back on the desk. I arched my back as he placed kisses up and down my body, some in 'inappropriate' places. I let out small gasps when he did.
After being a hooker for so many years, and feeling so violated each time, Damon felt so different. So right.
"300 dollars." Damon said suddenly as we embraced each other on the luxury sofa, only wearing thick wool blanket.
"What?" I asked, sitting up look at him.
"I'll pay you 300 dollars to stay the night." He told me, looking at me with humorous, yet serious eyes. I glanced over at the grandfather clock that stood clicking in the corner of the room.
"It's already one in the morning. There's no point, although I'd love to…" I trailed off.
"I'll still pay you 300 dollars," my head snapped in his direction and my heart fluttered with joy. "if you stay the night." He added and my heart instantly sank.
"Like I said, I would love to stay, but I need to go back now, try and pick up a few more on the way…"
"But why go off and shag like 6 other guys, when you can just stay with one better guy and get the equivalent money?" Damn, he had a good point. Money meant everything to me.
"Well…" I suppose… "Can I use your bathroom?" I ask out of know where.
"Yeah, through that arch way, up the stairs, first door you see." He said, pointing to the small arch way in the corner of the room with the spiral staircase. I nodded in thanks and grabbed the blanket, wrapping it around my body. I caught sight of Damon staring at me, one eyebrow raised.
"C'mon, it's nothing I've seen before. No need to cover up." He gestured to the blanket wrapped around my petite body. Yet again, he was right. I let the blanket drop to the floor, revealing my un-covered body. Damon winked at me, making me blush, as I ran, giggling like a school girl, to the staircase.
What was it with Damon? I've known him for a couple of hours, and we are acting like we've known each other for years! Of course it wasn't a bad thing, right? Plus, Damon was brilliant compared to some of the other desperate red necks I've pulled before.
I could tell, just by the way he half smiled in such an angelic way that he was a great guy. Maybe…just maybe…we could see each other again. Not just for that but maybe, just to stay in touch.
I got to the top of the stairs, and I was suddenly blank. Where did he say the toilet was? The first door I see? Or the one next to it? Shit. I'm sure he said the third door. Positive, actually.
I strode over to the door, realising each door was made of some kind of ancient wood, and swung it open. A bedroom.
I guess it was the only bedroom in the house since he lived alone. But it was lovely. More than lovely actually; it was stunning.
The walls were a warm brownish colour with some twisted swirly patterns engraved in to it. To match, even the ceiling was a light beige, with a glistening diamond chandelier hanging down from it.
The four-poster bed was in the centre of the room, pushed up against the wall, and was made of oak. The duvet almost looked like the walls, except the sheets were creamy and light, maybe even made of silk. Handmade cushions were also decorated on the bed with a chocolate brown blanket placed across the foot of the bed.
Either side of the bed were two bedside tables with a lit candle on them. Candles! The room was full of them. There were candles placed everywhere giving off a warm atmosphere to the room. Vintage curtains were drooped loosely from the four-poster bed adding to the olden effect.
The thing that caught my eye though was the enchanting row of bookshelves that stood proud, full of all sorts of classics, some looking so new, they might have never been opened, but some were so old and battered, it looked as if it would fall apart at the slightest touch.
I couldn't hold myself. I waltzed towards the bookshelves, forgetting what I was up here for here. My God, he had it all; Of mice and men, Pride and prejudice, Hunchback of Notra Dame, just everything!
Running my index finger across the spines of each book, excitement filled me more and more by the second. I got to an old looking book which was emerald green and tattered, but it was sticking out of the book shelf, looking out of place. I pushed it back in to place carefully. Suddenly, a hallow clicking sound echoed around the room and the books shelf began to rumble.
Terrified, I stepped back, eyes wide and watched as the book shelf sunk backwards, and slipped behind the one next to. The book shelf I was just at had gone, but now stood before me was a black tunnel. It couldn't have led to anywhere. It couldn't be there at all. That didn't just happen did it? I must have imagined it. An eerie chill crept from the tunnel, freezing the whole bedroom, even blowing out some of the candles that lit the now icy room.
I found my legs moving towards the tunnel. I didn't blink. I didn't look away from the tunnel. I just walked gingerly over to it. One step at a time. The closer I got to it, the more I realised that this tunnel must not have an end. I was almost in the tunnel. My bare skin had goose bumps growing over it. One more step and I'd be inside it. One more-
"Elena?" Damon's voice boomed from downstairs. Shit. I heard his footsteps echoing from the hall…coming closer.
"Umm…" I panicked, touching every book to maybe reverse it.
"Elena? Are you in my room?"
I kicked the bookcase in helplessness and annoyance. A throbbing pain ached through my foot now, tearing up my eyes. Suddenly, the rumbling sound of the books case came again, and it reappeared, slowly sealing the tunnel. Relief flooded over my body, seeming to heal my foot.
"There you are, Elena. What are you doing in here?" Damon said, appearing from the door way, just wearing the black trousers he had on earlier.
"I uh-just had a-a look around," I muttered. "…books." I added. Damon didn't seem to hear me though. He was too busy looking me up and down continuously. I blushed realising I was wearing absolutely nothing.
"I was lonely downstairs. You left me alone for so long." I muttered as he ran his fingers though my messy hair. I hummed in response.
"Deal." I said all of a sudden, earning a confused look. "If I stay the night, I get 300 dollars, so…deal."
A devilish smile played on his perfect lips, and he scooped me up in to his arms, whisking me over to the bed. Gently, he placed me on the bed, and it rippled at my touch.
"Is a water bed really necessary?"
"It's good for the back muscles," He said crawling across the bed, coming face to face with me. "And for what I'm about to do to you." He whispered.
This time, he was in control.
I hope you guys aren't to disappointed with this chapter. Since there was not much action, I'm sorry if it dragged on a bit. Again, I'm really sorry! I can't say it enough times! Please favourite, follow and review! Have any suggestion, then tell me! The next chapter will be VERY soon :D Thank you! xx
