Chapter 10

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QOTD: What is a monster?

My heels clicked against the polished wooden panels

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My heels clicked against the polished wooden panels. I observed every piece of art the studio had to offer but I lingered by his. In the center of the room it shone under the dimmed, illuminating lights.

I held my clutch in hand and sat down on the velvet bench similar to the others surrounding the room. I stared at the piece I made. It looked amateur next to all of his.

Under the blown up design I made there was a small plaque. "Assistant: Maya Beckett." I'm sure it was the only way he was allowed to display the work without it being one of his own.

Neil never used his mind fuckery when it came to art. It was one of the only things I knew he was passionate about that he didn't use his advantage to.

I crossed my legs feeling the tight dress tighten even more. It was a modest dress, a dark royal blue that went down to my knees, fit for the occasion but I still felt unplaced it in.

I've yet to fully see the man I came here for. I saw him every now and then speaking to someone interested in buying or just admiring his work. A man stood next to me in a suit that flared in the back. "Champagne?"

I glanced up and smiled at him. "Thank you." He handed it to me and with a bow of his head he was gone. I sipped on it occasionally before I remembered I didn't enjoy the taste. Then I would take another sip.

"Is that you?"

"Excuse me?" An older woman seated herself next to me and gestured to the drawing.

"Is that you?"

"Um-" It was clearly me but I still shook my head no. "It's a lovely drawing. How much are you selling for?"

"Oh," My mouth moved around but no words came out.

"It's not for sale." My heart sped up at the sight of him.

"Pity." She smiled and squeezed my shoulder. "Have a nice night."

"You too." I watched her walk off and distinguish other artists works.

He sat down and I examined the tux he was in. His hair was slicked back and a polite smile was set on his lips for every passing onlooker. "You look nice." I complimented.

"As do you." I uncrossed my legs and offered him my champagne glass that was still nearly full.

He took it but didn't take a drink. "I didn't think you'd come."

"And not support my little brother?" His lips twitched. "You think that lowly of me, Maya?" I rolled my eyes.

"Have you seen him yet?"

Elijah nodded and gestured to another room. "He's talking with the hostess." My chest fell when I let out a steady breath. Low classical music played in my ears like it had been for the past hour. "How long have you been here?" I shrugged meekly. "Do you have plans after this?"

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