03- Why HIM

I hang up after talking to Brittany for a while and grab some take away for dinner on the way back home.

I grab a bottle of wine from my collection and pour some for myself as I put on some music.

I strip out of my office attire and sit by the kitchen in just my lingerie.

I eat and drink wine as I sway to the music.

I strip out of everything and crawl over the silk sheets and sigh as the cool sheets touch my warm body.

I feel myself as the sensual music plays in the background. I reach into my bedside drawer and get my toys out. I pick the clit stimulation attached to a dildo which brings me to an amazing orgasm every time.

I put it beside me and close my eyes as I fantasize about a man's hands finding my bust as I enjoy the squeeze and imagine his tongue playing with my nipples.

I usually masturbate to a random man because I don't have anyone in particular to fantasize about. I put the toy at my entrance and push it in and groan as it starts to fill me up. I feel the beads of sweat on my skin that feels cool because of the wind.

I startle when I hear my phone ring and I sit up in annoyance as I pull it out of me. I see the name of the manager of the new club flashing on my phone, I pick it up with a sigh.

"Yes?"

"Hello am I speaking to Talia Maxwell"

"Yes, is this about the audition?"

"It is, due to another event we had to prepone the auditions so they will be in the next 30 minutes."

My eyes widened and I looked at the time it was midnight.

"That's on very short notice"

"Yes it is so will you make it?"

I pause as I think about it and let out a breath. "I'll be there, i might not be able to reach on time, hope that's okay?"

"Yeah as long as there are people auditioning-" I move the phone away as i hear someone yelling in the background. The man hangs up the phone and I rush to my wardrobe.

I wear my black lace bra and put on a soft net top and pull on my black leather pants. I brush my long and dark hair free of tangles.

I put on winged eyeliner and some clear lip gloss.

I grab my black sling and shove my phone and wallet into it and grab my keys. I wear my black ankle boots and grab a scrunchie out of habit.

I rush to the bike instead of my car with my helmet. I put the sling cross on me and rode to the club. I couldn't miss this audition especially after what had happened.

I reach the club and go through the back as instructed before.

I reached the door where a single bouncer stood smoking by the door. I press my lips together and look at him expectantly. He looked me over and nodded in approval before opening the door and letting me in.

"I hope you are selected" he said with a wink and I cringe at his suggestive comment and enter what looks like the backstage corridor.

I see a man with the list approaching me, "ID" he said and I show him as he finishes the verification he leads me to the door which looks like a backstage entrance.

I enter and find someof the wamen who are auditioning for the role sitting on the benches and I hear someone raising his voice and a girl dashes into the backstage through the curtains, she makes eye contact with me and bursts into tears.

"Can't handle criticism?" "Must be another wannabe singer" I heard two girls snicker and when I was about to give them a piece of mind the girl wiped her tears and shook her head as another contestant walked onto the stage.

She rushes past me and out and I hear the same voice complaining, "is this a joke? You couldn't find a single singer?"

"Apologies sir, but these are the first round of auditions so-"

"And that matters because?"

I was annoyed with the man who was incharge, making comments on people like they are trash. I watched as the place fills with a beautiful classical melody. To be able to hear such good music-

"You are in the wrong place"

My thoughts are interrupted by the man again and I roll my eyes in annoyance, he just doesn't know how to enjoy the moment. I hear the girl speak up, "I'm aware but I dont have much of a choice if you could give me a chance to-"

"Ill give you a contact hit them up, if they like their music then you wont have to come back here"

I smile as I lean back against the wall, maybe he isn't that bad. I regretted my thoughts the moment the girl was off the stage.

"Next"

"Why are you even here when you cant sing"

"Manage your bloody pitch"

"Isnt there anyone decent enough"

"..... she seems fine"

I look at the girl who was snickering at others standing with a smug look towards the side of the curtains waiting to see the results. Almost sure after getting a decent response from him. I want to pull the rug from under her, girls like her manage to get on my every nerve and never in a good way.

I see another girl walk backstage and we exchange smiles just before I get called to the stage.I realize as I made my way under the spotlight that you can't really see who the judge is because of the strong focus light and even their voices are slightly distorted almost as if on purpose to hide their identities.

Which makes sense since this is a shady place and no one of public reputation to maintain would want to be caught up in a place like this. I greet and introduce myself and when I don't hear a response I just start singing.

I've always been a fan of the song Never be the same, it somehow speaks to me. So I decided to start singing it and soon begin to lose myself in the music.

Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine

Suddenly, I'm a fiend and you're all I need

All I need, yeah, you're all I need

It's you, babe

And I'm a sucker for the way that you move, babe

And I could try to run, but it would be useless

You're to blame

Just one hit of you, I knew I'll never be the same

I hum along the beats as my eyes close while I continue to sing and when the song finishes I hear him.

"Hired"

It takes me a moment to realize what he said and a smile breaks out in my face but that's also when I look up and realize he is standing where I can see him, I see HIM. Casper Evola, the man who knows all about the mishap that led to me quitting my dreams.

Why does this man show up in all the places and everywhere when that's the last thing I need right now or ever. Everything that follows him is usually trouble for me.

I hear an annoying shriek.

I turn to my side and find the girl who had been snickering at others and now that I got the job she is fuming. She walks up to me and raises her hand in the air. I chuckled at the situation but before she could touch me, I had her wrist in my hand that I twisted behind her back and shoved her forward.

She stumbles with a gasp, possibly expecting me to go with it. She chose the wrong girl for it. She stands up and turns to me trying to do a hair flip at the same time because that neck movement had to hurt. I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Don't touch me and you can keep the job, I don't want to work with the employer. I should've known." I said while she glared at me, "you don't deserve it" she said and stomped out of there and I walked towards the back as i rolled my eyes at her immature behavior almost forgetting about him till I heard him speak up.

"Too worried to not be able to resist me that you don't even want to work here ,love? I understand I have that effect on people" he said with a smug voice and I turned around to face him. "I'm more worried about the effect I'll have on you '' I said with a small smirk and he stalked towards me.

That's when I noticed that it was just the two of us. The manager had rushed off to tell the remaining people that the job position is no longer available. I could hear the annoyance in the voices of the contestants from backstage.

Standing my ground while I was alone in the room along with a handsome but dangerous man who could bring all kinds of unwanted attention to you and that wasnt the problem, the issue was with the sexual tension between us that just didnt seem to be burning out anytime soon.

The look in his eyes was making me feel things that had no place for love, just pure lust. I knew that if given the chance a lot could happen, more than I'd ever be ready for.

So sticking around when all he wanted to do was close the distance between us isn't a good idea. Which is why it might have been one of the worst decisions I've ever made, I should've walked away.

He stood right in front of me and I looked up as he looked into my eyes and grins. "I can't deny that, so what's it going to be?" he asked and then leaned close to me with his lips against my ear.

"Will you make me go crazy with those curves and that voice of yours or will I drive you insane with mine?"

His hand squeezed my waist and I felt chills spread through the small area of physical contact from his hand on my belly.

He stepped back with his hands in his jeans and I narrowed my eyes at him. He looked me over once and when his eyes met mine they were dark, my choice of dress wasnt helping. "You are playing with fire" I said with a glare and he shrugged with a dark look that had me thinking twice so I stepped back.

He wanted to play with me, well i'll show him how it's done. I thought as I stepped away from him.

"The player that got played, it does have a nice ring to it" I whispered and then turned around to leave.

"It hasn't happened yet so I wouldn't be that confident if i were you"

"Right back at you"

I didn't wait for his reply and we both knew I was coming back. I needed the money. Yes, that's the only reason. I forcefully smiled to myself but internally I knew that this had nothing to do with money. He wanted my body, now it's just a matter of time before I give in to him and devour him, like he plans to do with me.

They say that when it comes to lust one is always more dominating than the other but I wonder if it stands true in our case. Maybe this situation needs a little more handling than the usual not when it comes to efforts more in trying to keep those efforts in control.

I will never give in to a playboy who just wants to lust after me, no he will have to work and sweat for it. If he thinks I'm easy he has another thing coming.