"Your so beautiful when you dance for me, baby." Armani said, cupping his large hands on the side of her waist. Odette looked up at him, her eyes widened. Nobody's ever called her that before.
Odette is a 19 year old ballerina. In fact, rumor has it...
Armani guided Odette back to her room as he closed the door, shutting her in. She ran her fingers through her platinum blonde hair and sat at her vanity, noticing a strange box. Odette opened it and observed each item.
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A fan, a gorgeous necklace, bracelet and earrings. She took out the fan and opened it gracefully, even though she's never used one before.
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Odette looked at a note that was nested under the fan. It read, "Your attire is in your closet." Odette rushed to her walk in closet and saw a ballet costume. Pointe shoes rested below it. She sighed and put on the outfit. I don't want to dance. This was the first time she's ever thought of something like this. She sadly sat down at her vanity and put some makeup on hoping it would conceal the dread and pain of it all. It didn't.
No matter how much makeup she put on her face, her heart was still bare and exposed to the world.
She picked the note back up again and flipped it over. "Meet me at 6 pm" She nodded and looked at the time. It was 5:54 pm. She quickly laced up the lace to her point shoes around her legs and rushed down the stairs and stood in front of Armani's office door.
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Armani looked at his watch and sighed. What if she isn't ready? He really wanted to see her, not so much because she's his "dancer" but more cause the thought of her around him made him feel all tingly and warm. Something he's never felt before.
Armani got up from his chair and walked over to his office door, opening it. He jumped back as Odette stood there, her doe eyes soothing the fast paced beating of his heart.
"Odette." He said sternly.
He looked her up and down slowly.
"Y-yes?" She stuttered.
She couldn't help it, she was very scared but also relieved to be next to him.
"You look beautiful." He mumbled, scratching his neck.
"Hm?" She hummed.
She stood closer to him, and she looked up towards the tall man. He walked a little bit closer too.
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He grabbed her chin with his hand and lifted it, angling her face from side to side.
"You're wearing makeup. You don't need makeup, Odette." He said.
Odette felt her breath hitching as she shook her head.
"I did it so I could be perfect. And now I am perfect." She said, her chest slightly began rising and falling.
Her breathing pace picked up a little.
"Armani. Am I perfect..to you?" She asked, batting her eyelashes innocently.
"Yes, dear. Your everything."
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Hey guys. Sorry this was a short chapter. Let me know what you thought of it though, or matter of fact lmk what you think about the whole story Also this is my first authors note. Probably gonna do more. Hope you enjoyed it.
