Long Live

[John Miller]

John had to struggle horribly to not start laughing hysterically when he saw the look on his cousin's face. Gideon had that impact on all women. He was a really amazingly good looking man, who could make any girl fall for him almost instantly. Appearently, his kind of 'magic' worked on witches too.

"You have a very beautiful cousin there, Johnny, my boy. Can I borrow her?" Gideon said, while checking Claire out, from head to toe.

"Sure! She's all yours!" John said, with a big smile.

[Claire Standish]

'She's all yours?!? Why, that little fucking brat.....' Claire thought in her mind, deeply desiring to break John's head. Gideon looked straight at her, his green eyes piercing through her entire being, and she froze again. It felt as if she was under some sort of mind-control charm, but she knew there were no wizards around so that would have been impossible. She looked at him, but her face became all red and she didn't knew to say, so she just waited for him to make a move.

[John Miller]

John would have payed millions just to know what was going on through Claire's brain in that moment. Her blushing face and her inability to speak made him think the most awkward and funny things must have been passing through her brain, which amused him to death.

"I will not keep my most precious guests here. We could go in my special office, if you so wish." Gideon said, smiling to John. "You and your cousin. You can bring one of the dolls too."

John smiled. He decided to keep Annabelle, since he liked her more, to the blonde's delight and to Angeline's disappointment. He promised the black-haired girl that he will meet her the next day, and he was going to keep that promise. He waved goodbye to her, Eddie and Joey and started following Gideon, together with Annabelle and Claire.

[Claire Standish]

She was feeling totally overwhellmed. She had no idea what she had to say or do, it was so not her element. Besides, that man was making her feel wierd. He was drop down beautiful and he looked strong and amazing, completely charming and great. But even so, he was still a 'bad boy'. A very, VERY bad boy, as far as John had said. She just wished it would all end up fast so she could leave that place.

[John Miller]

"Sit down, come on." Gideon said, once they reached his special office.

It was actually more like a very private room of the club. Like a small club inside the club. They sat at the big table that was there, John and Gideon sitting next to each other. Annabelle sat herself in John's lap and Gideon grabbed Claire by the waist and pulled her in his lap as well.

"Beautiful girls should stay where they're safe." he said, while playing with a piece of her hair.

[Claire Standish]

Claire left out a sound of amazdment when she was grabbed and pulled in Gideon's lap, but she didn't tried to fight it back, by reasons she could not explain or understand. She was able to feel his hands playing with her hair and tracing over her body. They just made her face grow more red and her mind more blank. It was not like her to not have a replay, she hated this.

"S-Sir..." she began. "What do you want from me..?"

[John Miller]

"Sir?" the man laughed when he heard her. "That was epic. I like her, John, she's very polite."

John couldn't believe Claire had called Gideon 'sir'. She didn't even called his father sir. She was never polite or considerated or anything. She was usually very rough and mean, towards everything. Gideon had totally brainwashed her and John adored it.

"Is Gideon, doll... Call me that." he said, giving Claire a kiss on the neck.

[Claire Standish]

Claire threw John a disturbed and annoyed stare when she saw him laughing like that. She knew she was acting weird and probably looking ridiculous, but she didn't like it either and she was surely not enjoying him mocking her or making fun of her.

She was ready to curse him but Gideon kissed her neck and she paralyzed again. She didn't even knew this man and he was already mind fucking her like a pro. She wanted to slap him but she wanted to fuck him at the same time and she didn't knew what she wanted more.

'I fucking hate my life....' she thought.

[John Miller]

"You don't have to be scared, dollie. Me and John have a very strong relationship, I would never harm anyone he cares for. I do not intend to hurt you..." Gideon said, hugging Claire even tighter.

John laugh out loud once more. "He just wants to fuck you, Claire, do not stress. You'll love it." he said, winking to her before being dragged in a deep and filled of passion kiss by Annabelle.

[Claire Standish]

Claire was not sure which one she wanted to murder more, Gideon, John or herself, but any of the options would have taken her out of that horrible situation. She hated being unable to even say something rational. She hated not having a replay, not having the upper hand. There, in Gideon's lap, held by him and moved by him the way he wanted, she really was like a doll. Like a puppet, a marionette. And she was seriously not enjoying it at all.