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» Fifteen

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Aletheia Sokrátes:

I sit anxiously on the bed as my leg fidgets awaiting what's to come. After looking over my fresh tattoos, I cried but I guess Salieri is right im gonna have to learn to like these tattoos from now on. I take a glimpse of my forearm - of the snake imprinted along the skin.

The tattoos were still sore however the redness seemed to alleviate overnight.

Salieri wanted to review our agreement but what is it? I know it's important due to me getting these tattoos against my will and I've been advised to sit and wait until Salieri comes back, it's been an hour or so.

This gnawing feeling kept churning inside my stomach all night and day. What's gonna happen? It can't be anything too irrational since Salieri said these tattoos saved my life but what did he mean by that?

I glance at the ink then suddenly the door abruptly opened as I instinctively stood spotting Salieri's second hand who I remember as T as he glares throwing a pair of clothes in my face, I faintly yelp catching the bundle of clothing seeing its a pair of lady trousers and a tight camisole in nude and black.

It's actually cute but it's the shirt that made me pause, I arch a brow at him.

"Get dressed" He cooly spoke. This top will visibly show my tattoos! (👆🏽)

I uncomfortably shift "Can you leave so I can?"

His face indicated no expression at all "Now or else I'll do it for you" My lips thinned by his crude behavior dropping the clothes and started to unbutton my shirt staring intensely at him then the shirt dropped pooling around my ankles.

I stood boldly - ignoring my heart pounding, refusing to cower beneath his dark, lustful gaze that surveyed my body slowly. I grab the pants slipping them on then next was the top and I was finished.

Everything fit but it wasn't my style at all, I look like I was going to a business meeting of sorts. Who are these clothes anyway?

"Let's go" He holds open the door and we walk down the corridors until we reached a profession doorway as he knocked three times.

I confusingly stand here until a cold voice spoke up

"Get in here!"