Wicked chance - Chapter 50

The line to get in was long and full of couples, groups of women and men, all dressed in their finest - eager to enter into a night of debauchery, unbridled passion, and wild pleasure. She could almost feel the energy pulsating from the throngs of people - a tempting offering that Jezebel couldn't resist. With her mind made up on what to do next, she emerged from the shadows, the sound of her heels clicking against the pavement like a siren's song.

The bouncer standing guard at the entrance barely had time to register the tall, stunningly beautiful woman before her. His eyes widened as they took in her long red hair that cascaded down to her shoulders in wild curls, her deep crimson eyes that seemed to see straight into his soul, and the curve of her full breasts that threatened to spill out of the tight corset she wore. The air was heavy with her pheromones and Jezebel knew he wouldn't be able to resist her charms for long.

"Let her in," he growled, standing aside to let her pass.

She gave him a sly smile as she brushed past him, feeling his eyes follow her every curve as she sauntered towards the entrance. The pounding bass of the music inside seemed to match the beat of her own heart, a seductive rhythm that made her blood heat with anticipation. Her eyes briefly glowed red as she knew that this was to be the first brick to the foundation of evil kingdom.