Sin City Seduction

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s the eyes. Tonight, the Sinclair Grand Casino is the most brilliant lighthouse among them; it hosts an extravagant celebrati

laughing and clinking glasses produce a harmonic symphony. Though the mood is festive, my mind is elsewhere,

Orion Each of us is always striving to outmaneuver the other in the pursuit of supremacy;

the commotion and tumult inside. The city is stunning, a reminder of all I h

voice says, assu

burn hair, piercing green eyes, and a quiet strength that quickly enthralls me-show the

"Call me Wilso

cking with mine with such intensity i

ighten myself immediately. Emma, what drives you out here t

to get away from the celebration. And I found it fas

nt against the railing. And

es in a low, seductive voice. "People are o

underlying tension of our different loyalties flowing naturally in the conversation

the casino apart from curious onlookers. We are clearly attracted, and before I know it we

t what we have just discussed is complex and twisted in the web of our daily work. I

r voice slightly dubio

rom her face. "We go one step at a time now. There are no e

nd so too are possible repercussions. Still, tonight none of that counts. T

in the morning; only a le

st night. I will

implies for the rivalry with Henry, for us, and for me. I have no

is nothing, I keep hoping to see her and hear from her. I begin to wonder if t

in my office when my phone rings. Though the nu

Wilson S

nsteady; her tone clearly shows tens

t thrashes in my chest, a mi

tion. See me on Fremont Street

n by urgency into action. My mind racing with ideas, I grab my keys

ront is now collapsing and covered with graffiti. Emma

walking toward her.

ith terror in her eyes. Wilson, I am e

under me. Twinhood. My daughters. The ramification

My head whirling

es. "Yes, I am certain. And Henry d

oice is more sharp than I want, and

ve me away. And then Wilson, I became afraid. Terrified of w

rything. Emma, what do we do right

rly terrified. But we have to

Turning to find a sleek black vehicle pulling up, its tinted windows hide the o

s, her voice icy. Mr. Carter

she moves toward me automa

Emma and the men. "She is no

ke steps forward and points a gun at me. "Don't

rowl, my adrenaline ris

d I instinctively tackle him to the ground. The gun sounds thunderous in the still

grappling with t

o the night. The second man goes after her, but I sho

ing the gun bangs his fist into my face. Si

ood, "maybe." "But it

't hold out much more; the agony in my shoulder is great. Emma h

e at each other, then rush to their feet and back to their car. Glar

"This isn't over," leaving me ba

andaged and throbbing. The room is poorly lit, and a

," she continued. "The police are here,

ead from medicine and suff

left. But you need to focus on getti

ose my eyes, relief and determination flooding t