Whispers in the Gallery

Chapter 3

Sebastian Moore threw his suit off frustratedly. That infuriating drug dealer was still on his mind. He was so sure she was an innocent victim.

This is why you should never try getting close to people, he thought to himself. His servants were perplexed, they had never seen their master so bothered before so watching someone who had always been out together lose their cool was a surprise to them. Who could have angered him? Did they want to die? Did they not know who the master is?

Sebastian was so lost in his thoughts that he did not notice his right hand man, Axel, come up to him.

“Is something wrong? You have been like this since you returned from whatever spree you went on. Did something happen?”

“I'm perfectly fine” Sebastian replied shortly.

Axel sighed, “I think I know what might cheer you up. Take a break for a while, would you? Let's party tonight. Girls, drinks and music, bills on me”

Sebastian finally let loose a smile. Maybe he was just really deprived and getting laid would fix that. He knew Axel was exaggerating on the bills as he owned all the clubs in the city, no bills would need to be paid but he also knew he did not need to point that out. He stood up silently and headed to his bedroom as he heard Axe yell out orders to the cooks, the maids and the drivers. He really needed the drinks.

~

Maya walked frustratedly back to the gallery, she had forgotten her easel which she had decided would be her source of income. She was going to try selling her art, it might as well have been simply an excuse to let out her frustration but she was going to take it as a win-win situation anyways.

Walking into the gallery, she hoped not to see Flora. Unfortunately, her luck had not been very good that day.

“Well look what the cat dragged in, or is it the excavator?” Flora sneered mockingly, “you messed everything up May, you have no idea how big that man is and you ruined my- I mean our chances of hitting it big”

“I really am sorry Flora, it was not my intention” a tired Maya said.

“Of course it wasn't! It never is, you just use every chance you can get to take what is mine. Well, let us pray for a miracle that he would be returning tomorrow, that would be your chance to make things right” Flora snapped, turning to leave.

Maya was perplexed, how had she ever taken anything from Flora? She remembered her predicament though and hurried up to her, discarding her confusion.

“Uh… Flora… I meant to ask…”

“What?” Snapped the obviously annoyed manager, “stop stuttering and talk!”

Although shocked by the manager’s annoyance, Maya went on “I would really like to display my art here tomorrow please. It would mean so much to me really, I would do anything”

At that, Flora let out a shrill high laugh. “You want to do what? You think anyone would want to buy gunk from you? Do you not know where you are? You really want to run us down huh? Piece of advice sweetheart, go work on yourself and stop being so delusional and maybe you would go somewhere in life”

Astounded, Maya looked to the ground in shame, everything within her telling her that Flora was right. At that moment, more than anything, she wished that she didn't exist.

~

Sebastian remained broody even upon arrival at the club. Hot blood was one of his numerous chains of clubbing houses and it was by far the most successful. Important men from foreign countries would come here to relax after a difficult week of pursuing contracts, it was phenomenal. Not tonight though. This night, it was the last place Sebastian wanted to be, he downed drink after drink but could not forget the bright green eyed woman.

He found himself fantasizing, wondering what it would be like to stay in her arms. What it would be like if he could see what was beneath, he fantasized about having her to himself, getting between her thighs.

The drinks did little to quench his desire, if anything, they amplified them as he felt himself get rock solid. The almost nude red head beside him obviously thought it was due to her presence as she continued to let her hands roam his torso, getting lower with each movement.

Sebastian eventually decided he had enough. Turning to the stripper beside him, he took her hand gently in his.

“Come with me”, his command was soft but firm, a firmness the girl did not at all mind. She felt on top of the world as she strutted behind him into an empty room, relishing the envious gazes of her colleagues and clients alike. She had made it to the top of the food chain.

Upon entering the dimly lit room, Sebastian led her to the bed and gruffly muttered, “service me”. That was her time to shine she thought, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Going down on her knees, she noticed he did not seem as excited as she expected. Disregarding the thought, she took him in her mouth, kissing and sucking but getting no reaction. Then she began worrying, trying harder but not getting a response, she began panicking frantically trying to please him but to no avail as his erection simply eventually dissipated.

Looking up, she was met with fiery eyes, she shuddered as she realized that what she thought was going to be a promotion would eventually lead to her downfall.

“Leave”, he ordered simply and the poor girl did not need to think twice. She immediately pulled herself together and scurried out of the room teary eyed, barely acknowledging the calls and beckons from clients who wanted to have a taste of Sebastian's pick.

A frustrated Sebastian remained in the room. This is that woman's fault, he thought to himself as he picked up his phone and made a call.