MY PURE p********e

MIAMI

Country Z hasn't been calm for months now, it's has been found that some government are collaborating with the mafia group. But that doesn't stop citizens from having fun.

In a high level club, the club was decorated extravagantly to suit the high class people coming there, the wines and drink are the most expensive, it's has lots of secrecy and has private rooms for deals. Their escort ladies are the most highest ranking girls in the whole country, their beauty and seductiveness top the country, that is where powerful men spend their time and money.

As usual, loud music was being played in the background, girls moving their body to the beat, ladies walking around in gorgeous dress, showing their amazing figure, trying to trap the next prey, but none of the beauty can reach the beauty standing on the staircase.

She stood on the staircase casually, her eyes cold and filled with indifference to everything, dressed in red, her legs crossed as she move to rest on the wall on the stairs, her little dress made her well endowed body shape more pronounced, straight and lean legs in black heels. She raise her well painted fingers to her parted mouth, and light the cigarette in her parted red lips, then smiled indifferently as she looked down the space, she didn't try hard to act seductively or shy, but her aura brought out the charm in her, her beauty calls out elegant.

The whole room went still for a moment, with no one moving, eyes locked on the woman coming down the stairs as she walked to her destination, she sat on the chair facing the bar, tapped on the table and ask for a mixed cocktail, she raised the cup to her parted lips and drank it once, her tongue coming out because of the spiciness. Men droll as they watch her, enviness, anger, amazeness, joy filled the room as different emotions played as people watch her.

Miami! I thought you said you won't be coming out today?! A sharp voice broke the tranquillity in the room.

Miami turned to the figure dressed in blue rushing to her side in anger to question her. And why should any of that be of your concern? Her eyes still on the empty glass cup in her hand.

Die? The last time I checked, you are 34 and 10 years older than I am, and you have been serving men long before the age of 18,,, So if you don't die of excessive s*x drive, then you will die of old age before me, so tell me Blue Ivy,,, Who is dying sooner?

Miami replied, her lips curved in laughter as she looked at her long time enemy.

As Blue ivy was about to reply her in anger, the security came in and caution her.

"You win this time Miami, you win… but I won't let it go next time, you seductive bi*ch! She walked out angrily, her heels hitting the floor hard.

Miami continue looking at the glass cup like nothing happened, she kept the cup back on the table, took out her cigarettes to take a long drag, her eyes narrowed as she looked at the dance floor with indifference, the smoke covered her face and hide the chilling coldness in her eyes,.. Her lips parted as she said "Boring" but no one heard what she said.

Standing up, she walked straight to door, going outside to a red porche. She took out a key, opened the door and drove off.

Written by Silver P.