Everyone wants to be part of the high society of Manhattan. The place where the most wealthy people live. The city that never sleeps.
Lucienne Grimaldi has it all. She has the money and the looks, and it seems to fit her perfect. She is very well k...
The bright puffy dress compliments my body perfectly. I strik my hands over the beautiful fabric. My make up as been done just the way I like it and it gives me a dominant look. My blond locks have been beautiful curled in a wavy way and rest on my shoulders.
Everything about me looks so powerfull but inside I feel lost and weak. I have never had a good time at these types of gala's and I am pretty sure this time won't be any different. The only reason that I am going is because that is what my father wants and needs. My dear father, I remember how he took me to the Golden Gala every year. We always went together and I loved these types of things. All of that was before I started killing myself with all those studies and work hours and before my mother became sick. I wish I could enjoy it as I used to.
A/N: Lucienne's dress and hair
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I inhale and outhale one last time to calm myself down. Just in case something happens, I put a gun in between my thighs again. Even though last time it was used against me. But this time let's hope I won't need it at all.
The only thing I know is how to shoot well with a gun. Besides that, I have no idea how to fight nor use a knife. It was never taught to me and I never really needed to know that type of information. Because that's what guards are for, that's exactly why there are guards around me at all costs.
Especially after the robbery.
I get into the limo that has been send to pick me up and bring me to the golden gala.
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Demetre Black's P.O.V
I adjust my black tie that perfectly matches the suit I am wearing. With one last glance in the mirror, I walk out of the room.
Outside I am greeted by Trevor who is already waiting for me besides the black limo.
