Unholy

KEANNE

My fingers reached for the open buttons of the classic black shirt, and I parked the car, my eyes turning to the club. I have been here thrice already since I came, and here I am, again.

But I can barely lie to myself that I don't need it.

I grabbed the keys to the exclusive suite I had brought the first time, well not because I didn't like all the bodies downstairs, but for that night, I wanted to be alone in a distracting place.

I stepped out of the car and a valet ran up to me, then collected the keys and immediately started to walk towards the car.

I made my way to the front door, my eyes meeting the security.

"Keanne," I said simply, and he immediately moved, opening the door for me.

I sighed once I got in. The colors reflecting off the walls, the loud giggles competing with the music. I swallowed, then walked down to the bar. Once my drinks were ready, I directed him to the upstairs inner balcony seat I would wait in till I eventually got tired, and he nodded immediately.