?Karmic ending?

? 41 ?

"What he runs the mafia or sumth?"

My abdomen clenched at that question as a memory from months ago started flooding in.

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"Im in so what do I do now?" I asked fixing the short mid thigh dress I was given.

"Just flirt with him and when you get up to the bedroom plant it somewhere in his room. That's it. One of my men will pick you up after as planned"

"Cool" I hung up and let out a exaggerated sigh. I shifted and glanced around the room feeling so out of place.

There are so many white people in here. Especially old white men. I wonder if there are any racists in this crowd cause I would hate to stumble into one right now.

My eyes locked with the target and I smiled while batting my eye lashes like a maniac, sipping on a glass of wine.

He scanned through the thick lens of his black rimmed glasses while talking to his fellow white friends.

Glancing around the room I sighed realizing I was the only black person in the room. Not even a touch of black.

No doubt racists are in here. Probably some secret members of the kkk cause why not.

Looking down at my red bottom heels with a sigh a shadow interrupted my train of thoughts.

Looking up my lips parted at the tall man stood before me with a sly smile.

I don't know what it is about him but the way he's looking at me it's like he seen me a million times before.

Holding out his hand I stared at it with a frown and he chuckled light heartedly.

"Names Rodney. What's a girl like yourself doing in a place like this"

"You can say that again" I mumbled under my breath and he chuckled. His deep voice made my abdomen tighten and unclench leaving small aches behind.

I have no idea what's wrong with me but I need to snap out of whatever spell he has me under.

I was fiddling with the end of my dress while glancing behind him. He seemed to pick up on the fact that I wasn't focused on him.

"Am I disturbing you?" He asked and I  batted my lashes at him with a sweet smile.

He wasn't wearing a masquerade masks like everyone else, neither was the older man in the distance. Maybe this stupid party was about them.

"Excuse me" I said walking past him to the man that was standing by himself seeming to be typing on his phone.

Straighting out my dress I smiled when he looked up at me.

"Can I help you?" He asked dark eyes were looking over my outfit and for some reason it made me feel naked.

"Yeah actually I feel out of place here so I was wondering if you could get some air with me. I feel pretty overwhelmed you know" I said in a timid voice.

He chuckled to himself while looking over my outfit until his gaze fixated on my face.

"Your new to this aren't you?" He asked and my eyes squinted, the words stuck in my throat.

"T-to what sir?"

"A sugar daddy is what you seek yes?" He said stepping closer to me.

"Um it's...is this what this party is about?" I asked causing him to laugh at me.