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Death, Reincarnation and Resurrection.

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Applause echoed in the majestic hall, while she took a few steps on the runway, made a little bow to the public and returned along with her models that were waiting for her at the end of the runway. Once they were safe at the backstage she was assaulted with kisses and congratulations for the parade success.

“I can say without flattering that the parade was a blast!” Beth —one of her trusted friend— squealed excitedly like a girly, “I sign below, Nikki everyone just loved your collection, I heard the critics comments.” Caren concluded.

“Swear!” Nicole grinned foolishly, while dancing as a little kid not believing that this was happening. Her friends joined her on the famous Nicole dance of joy and hugged each other jumping in circularly motion

The trio, Nicole, Caren and Beth were olds friends since college days; they came just to watch and accompany her friend first parade after that they would return to New York.

They stopped, laughing wildly, “This deserves a celebration!” Cried Beth.

“Yes we have a social cocktail now.” Nicole said.

The two friends frowned. This was Nicole, always miss goodie two shoes. They so far haven’t understood how she accepted to move to a foreign country from day to night, Nicole was not the type that made rash decisions but on this trip she didn’t think twice. She took the opportunity. Surely this was her dream job.

“You know very well what I am talking about, not this false celebration, full of people just trying to appear but the true one.”

Nicole just shook her head ready to deny but Caren intervened, “Come on Nikki, our last night here. You will not spoil our last night together will you? I don’t know when we'll be together again like this.”

Nicole was caught, they were right. Her last night with her friends, the last remaining piece of her old life, just the thought of not seeing they for a long time made her heart sank, she wanted to cry but held back her tears.

“You're right, after the cocktail we’ll party a bit.” She said with a wink and the trio laughed. “The problem is that I don’t know any hot spot here.”

“Don’t worry about it, Super Beth here has taken carry of everything, we’re going to a club, they say that is the new hit spot. Inferno...”

“Inferno?” She questioned.

“Yes, a nightclub well frequented here trust me. You will not forget this evening you can be sure of that.”

“Okay,” Nicole said simply, didn’t want to disagree with her friends. After all today was a celebration day so anything could roll, even going to a place called Inferno.

The trio went to the cocktail where Nicole received many congratulations true and false from other designers who were envy from the instant success of her collection, people said:

“Fresh Collection,”

“A very well organized parade,”

“Outrageous!”

...

After the cocktail they went to the popular nightclub, Inferno, the entrance was crowded with people, Beth was right the club was really lively, they entered. Chosen a private place in the VIP area and observed the environment around.

People were dancing and making out everywhere, others only drank as they enjoying the view of beautiful and sexy people that filled the space, Nicole’s eyes traveled throughout the hall scanning the environment until them landed on someone.

At the bar was the most beautiful man that she had ever seen, the dangerous and mysterious aura made she want to go to him, something in him lured her in, he was the embodiment of male virility. With a square jaw, high cheekbones, male facial features well delineated. Pale red lips, short brown hair with golden threads ruffled in a rock style. And by his larges back she could tell that he was muscular too.

He drank his beer taking big gulps at the bar, talking with his buddy who was not behind on the beauty line; he wore jeans trousers that fitted him perfectly with a black leather motorcycle jacket. His mouth slightly moved as he spoke, how would it feel to kiss those juicy red lips? She found herself wondering not knowing where this idea came from. She shook her head trying to clean it.

“What up Nikki?” Asked Caren.

“No-nothing,” stuttered Nicole betraying herself, she knew she'd have to tell all to her friends now.

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