Mates But Enemies

Absalom's POV

I stood by the window in my building, it was sunrise and I loved watching sunrise. My hand in front of my short and the other in my hair, I couldn't get rid of the thoughts about my next step into finding my mysterious woman's identity, I had tried several ways to get to know who she really was but to no avail. It felt like she was purposely hiding from me, I admit that I played with girls because each of them were in one way after my money or my position in the city. They loved the power I exuded and the heartbreak they just wanted to get heartbroken from me so they could say it somewhere that they had once had a relationship with me. And they loved my energy I put into them making them the most satisfied women on earth. So it didn't matter the number they were around me. They all got me as much as they loved to but this woman, she came into the lane and wanted me all for herself which I never wanted to happen. That one night as I sat in the club, the VIP corner, the lights dim where we could see what was going on outside but the outside couldn't see clearly I saw her in her mask on the dance floor, she piqued my curiosity as soon as she came in sight. And it seemed that she wanted my attention too, I really thought she was one of those women but with every step she took, my heart rushed in me and I got turned on as soon as i saw those hideous eyes. When she got to the bodyguards, they tried to stop her but i asked them not to. She got to me and finally sat on my legs, her widespread then she whispered into my ear,

“Enjoying the show?”

run down my entire being as soon as it was spoken, I sent my lips to hers but she dodged. I looked straight into those eyes and before i knew it, a knife sliced my eye, I held onto it

tonight, this is the only way i can recognize you the

that i had a really drunk woman in my arms and had foolishly allowed her to harm me. So I got up and took the sluggish woman in my arms,

again but she swept away to the far end of the bed so I let her be and decided to go and get a little more drunk but then I remembered I had to meet my brother that day so I left the room. I woke up the next morning to a stain of blood on the bed and the woman no where to be found. Surprisingly, I didn't remember ever doing anything to her in the first place. But a few months as she kept coming to my head, but nowhere to be found, she appeared one day in the same club in the same hotel Fantasia as it is named with a protruding stomach and said it was mine and I couldn't defend myself. As I recalled everything they took place between us, I heard my cell phone ringing. I went