It’s Wednesday and Blaze is booming with dozens of people standing outside the club with the hopes of getting in. A Black SUV pulls up to the front of the Club and parks right at the entrance, the driver of the car stepping out and walking over to one of the doors, carefully opening it and revealing the person on the inside.
Emeliana Delassaro.
She sighs softly to herself and glances at the chauffeur who has his hand out to assist her and she happily reaches and grabs hold of his hand, putting on a smile just as she steps out of the car. Emeliana is dressed in a knee-length, long-sleeved black dress, one that compliments her figure and accentuates her curves.
On both her hands she is wearing black gloves to make the injury on her left hand a little more discreet since it is still heali
