Chapter 4- Ocean Eyes

MIRA'S POV:

Well, it was true that if Kelly saw Valeria's impact, she would never dare to challenge me. But then again it would be a risk. It is a risk for me to ruin everything I've built so far.

I have those rules for a reason. I never wanted my dark side to come into contact with my regular life. It would have a negative impact. All the effort and work I put in for years would have been in vain. To get this promotion, I had to keep Valeria out. She must stay hidden in the darkness of night only to serve me pleasure when needed.

But then again what Nina said was true. Valeria would be the most perfect answer for Kelly. Taking a close look, I thought, I don't have to reveal Valeria to her. She could take a glimpse of Valeria in Mira too.

Having a few fantasy desires wasn't wrong. There are a lot of people who practice BDSM and are part of a sadist culture. It brings out the most pleasure from within. It was never meant to be wrong. I have been to a few clubs, where I call myself by the name of Valeria. I have seen a lot of its parts. It was huge. And the only thing needed is practice.

Very few women are sadists though. Mostly they were submissive. That is what the so called society needs.

When we first joined the club, we were taught the differences between dominant and submissive. One must choose according to her preferences and pleasures. Having a fantasy about BDSM is a dark one. There are a lot of rules and precautions. We must follow them. So that we don't hurt our partners.

I have been through a few dominant encounters and we never really matched. We usually clash with each other. That is when I realized I was dominant. In our world, having a dominant female was not very welcome. Though we have feminism now all part of the world, we still lack the part where people would actually accept a girl's dominance. I guess society will never accept a woman leading the human race. Or rather especially the male race. It would haunt their ego.

I have found mine. Dominance. I like to keep things under my control. No matter what, I like to establish a life where I would be equal. The fight was regarding that. Although it still doubts me, what makes me dominant? I share the pleasure of seeing them hurt, or seeing them hurt makes my heart a little ease. I guess the second one fits better.

But still, there was a part of me who wanted to be a sub. To experience what it truly feels to submit to one person that worships you as an equal, not as someone that only requires a time of pleasure. It's hard to predict what kind of dominance will defeat mine. I was not an easy person to go with. Years of lessons had made me stronger than I could imagine. I was still searching.

I needed a spark that mostly lacks. I have encountered a few ' one-night stands ', ' BDSM parties ' and ' flings '. But mostly they have been under my dominance. They were not capable of holding me. My obsession with those lust fades away after a certain period. This is how I am. The longest relationship I ever had lasted 2 months. That is the way I like it. No strings attached. Only Men kneeling for me.

Not many men can keep up with my expectations. So, I prefer my vibrator rather than those quick fucks.

People usually hide the part about being sadists. Even in BDSM clubs, we can use pseudonyms to hide our real identities. So that it would not get mixed into our daily life.

I bite my lower lips thinking, would it be a good call to bring Valeria out? But then again, nobody would know. I would be still Mira in front of Kelly with just a small impact on Valeria. I think I can control both worlds. It was a normal party and, after a long time, I would finally be able to unleash my darkest part once again in the shades of night.

*******

"Come on, what are you thinking?" Nina asked as she lay beside me in the bed. She came that night to give me company. We do that sometimes. It was fun. Plus, it feels pleasant to have someone with you. She was for me, and so I was for her.

After lunch, we were still debating what to do for tonight.

"No-Nothing... " I replied, stuttering.

She sighed and replied, "Well, I know what you're thinking right now. But look... Kelly or others would never know who Valeria is. Nobody does, until and unless he was on your bed." She emphasizes each word.

"What if someone from the past recognizes me?" I asked concernedly.

"How? Well... the men you slept with never had a chance to look at your face, other than your physique. How do you think they will remember you? And by any chance, if they did, you can always lie that it was someone else right?"

I was still not completely convinced to bring her out. But she also had a point. Tonight, anything can happen. I know she wouldn't invite us just to introduce me as her manager. There has to be some catch. I must be ready. And since I came to know that she used her upper hand to get into this project, I wanted to smack her head down and make her feel what true she deserves. I think this could be the right opportunity.

The afternoon passed with anticipation and anxiety about what would be the best outcome. Should I really take out my best? Well, after thinking about it a good few hours, I thought Valeria doesn't like eyebags though.

It was 6 pm in the evening as Nina said," It's time to get ready. We have to be there by 8." We had a quick nap. I was still rolling in the bed.

I nodded before taking a deep breath as I walked in front of the spacious closet. I haven't been here for a year. I was busy with work, as Valeria had to stay back. But once again, she will be free from the cage today. I am excited for her.

I closed my eyes and remembered who she was. Valeria is fun. She is wild. She is carefree. She is a dream and she is me. Well, a part of me. I took a deep breath before turning on Valeria. Light smeared across the interior of the closet, shining above the beautiful gown and shoes that had been waiting for quite some time.

"I have missed you" I mumbled under my breath with a smile. I guess finally the time has come to let her out.

Two hours later, we walked out of the closet fully dressed I looked in the mirror and wanted to blow a whistle just for myself. The red Versace dress hugged my curves really well. I had a deep neck and a slit from mid-thigh to show off my sexy long legs. I did my make-up a bit as I highlighted my cheekbones and noses with a little shimmer. It blends well with my dusky skin tone. The wine-red lipstick complemented my looks really well. I let my long dark brown wavy hair fall onto my back and finished the look by slipping on the red and pearl heels. I put on my beaver coat as it was still mid-December.

I mean who wouldn't blow a whistle at that?

I looked at Nina aka Shina who was equally fantastic as me. We were called different names in the clubs. She was wearing a black bodycon dress which suited her olive skin really well. She wore a pair of black stilettos and had her hair in a messy bun.

"My, my now aren't we looking sexy?" She said in muse.

"As always" I winked at her as she returned a gorgeous smile.

We are all set to begin. Tonight, it's going to be fun.

******

The black limo stopped before the gate of 'Gold Club' as the valet opened our door and helped us to get down. I handed him the keys so he could park the car. I was walking with confidence as I felt that all eyes were on us.

It has to be.

I was confident. I was carefree. I am here to have fun.

To be honest, I never needed a man to survive. I was enough for myself. Dating was never my thing. One is that I don't believe that true love exists in this world and second, nobody would accept me, with my darkest self.

If someone knew about Valeria, they would have referred to me as a 'slut'. That is what society terms women who dare to find their desire. But if a man would do it, they would call them a handsome hunk. I had a problem with that. The inequality between the two species.

People wouldn't understand the meaning and pleasure that BDSM can really bring out. BDSM was much more than just having sex. It was so much more than what they term ' pain '. It would bring out the utmost pleasure, it could connect with souls, it could fulfil all the fantasies and desires... it could be so much more.

My body craved the desires that I had held on to for so long. I intended to keep them free tonight.

I smiled as we walked into the club. As we watched the crowd, we saw that they were in their own mood, feeling the beat of the song the DJ was playing, and swinging their hips. I won't lie, my legs begged for it too.

"There they are," Nina pointed out at Kelly and her so-called minions who were currently in a private room of the club that was situated on the second-floor right corner. We could see how tacky she looked in the glittery bodycon dress she was wearing. Absolutely no class. No fashion.

She was giggling with her bitchy face and was clicking some selfies with her minions. We could see it from the entrance.

I hate seeing her face. That would probably ruin my whole evening. But we have to show up. I forced a smile just for the sake of the people around us.

I know Nina was excited to see Kelly's jaw-dropping face.

I was in the mood today to make her watch who she really competes against. Valeria never loses. She never liked to.

As we walked with confidence, I saw how Kelly's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. Looking like this, she didn't expect us to be there. I saw her jaw drop at the sight of us, as she was still trying to recognize if it was really me.

I have always put on formal wear in the office, and nobody ever saw me outside the office much. I like my things to be private. Peace is in private.

"Y-You... Mi-Mira... Nina..." She tried to talk but only a few blabbers came out.

"Hi Kelly, thanks for inviting us over. I personally don't like to go out much... but then Nina told me, I had to come. Of course, I mean, after all, it's your party how can I not right?" I said with a smirk, knowing I had won over her bitchy ass. I put up a champagne glass from the nearest waiter as I glared back at Kelly who was still looking at me with shocked eyes.

A man walked up to me and said, "Hi I am Matt."

His features made me scrutinise from head to toe with a judgmental eye. He was fair and tall. He had dirty blonde hair that was styled with gel. He was approximately 5'9 with a lean body. Wearing denim and a casual jacket didn't make him look like a jackass. His smile was weird though.

I shrugged off his hands because I didn't like him. I knew the bitchy side of mine was on. And I didn't care.

However, I did shake his hand almost not touching much and replied, "Mira".

"You look very sexy" He complimented with an absolutely annoying smirk. I was right. Kelly and Matt were made for each other. The perfect cringe and annoying couple.

"I know I have heard it before. Thanks for repeating it". I replied sternly.

His eyes were glaring at my body from head to toe. I could almost feel his stare all over my body while he watches me licking his lips. What a weirdo. I heard Kelly cough a bit before pulling him out against her. She gritted her teeth and said, "Quit being a slut, Mira."

I could care less about her nonsense but she was really on my nerves for a long time.

"Are you talking about yourself, darling?" I snigger taking a sip of the wine. Nina watched me in amusement standing up for myself in front of her.

"Well, you are the one who was trying to steal my boyfriend. I guess now I know where all those money comes from. You are a slut, and probably get paid for spreading your legs."

I would throw a fist at her face right now, but before I could act, Nina replied, "Not everyone is like you Kelly. Some work hard to get paid off. And talking about Mira is one of the most valuable employees at NYU. Or I could say the one who had worked hard on this project which you got into just pleading to your rich daddy."

I could care less if I killed her at this spot. I hated her because of her fake show-offs and mean mouth. I decided instead to say, "Well, if your boyfriend finally understood that the slut, he is dating is not able to satisfy his desires, obviously, he would look for a more suitable woman. For a woman like me". As I winked at him, I avoided how irritating he is in reality. I just wanted to see his pissed-off face at Kelly.

I swear I saw her face turn red. I think she is out of breath.

Nina laughed at others who were present at her party and gasped at the insult. The stupid boy was even laughing at her now.

I felt it was enough for her for today. I didn't want to waste any more time this evening, so I said to Nina, "Let's leave. Since we are here to have fun, why not you actually go get one?"

She nodded and we walked out of her private room of hers.

******

The night was long and I didn't want it to go to waste. We had a few shots before hitting the dance floor. Tonight, I was once again happy and carefree. We laughed, drank, danced, and partied. The night was full of fun. I could feel all eyes on us.

Suddenly the DJ stopped the music and announced, "Hey people... I am sorry to ruin the dance floor, but there was a big announcement for someone. Miss Kelly Anderson... please come to the middle of the dance floor."

I cringed at her name and gazed in wonder at her awful fake smile and awe. She walked into the middle of the dance floor with a shock on her face, which was clearly looking fake. Then I saw Matt walk in front of us with his annoying smile as he stood before her. Her minions were shouting in awe that their voice was really burning my ear right now.

Matt bent down on his knees and pulled out a diamond ring before he asked " Kelly Anderson, you are one of the prettiest girls I have encountered so far. And I want to spend all my life with you. Will you do the honour and marry me?"

I heard a loud gasp as everyone's eyes were on them. My face showed clear annoyance. She covered her mouth with both hands before she finally said "YES" in a loud voice. God, how show off a human can be?

Cheers and claps filled the room, as Matt glided down the ring on her finger and kissed her showing off how much he is in love with her. The fact cringed me the most that it was him who was shamelessly flirting with me a few minutes before proposing to her.

God knows how annoyed I am right now. I can't take this anymore. All these fake emotions. Fake promises, fake smiles. This is all manipulative.

*******

Thank God, after some time the dance floor is filled with moves and music again, as soon as the drama is over. I walked to the bar and asked for a strong refill of whisky. I gulped down in one go gulping down my annoyance as well from earlier scenes. I was here for fun tonight, but still, I had to face this cringe.

Nina had found someone for the night and she left some time ago. I was alone and pretty much pissed off. I didn't know what it was for. Was I annoyed because of the drama or the fact that Kelly didn't find a man that would fill her life? Somewhat made me realize how pathetic her life would become eventually. Even though I hate her, I feel sad.

Promises are fake. Meant to be broken. I wonder why would these emotional humans are so after them.

I gulped down another shot as I felt a little tipsy right now. My mood was ruined. A few guys approached me, but none of them was worth it tonight.

Being alone is comfortable for me. I thought.

A little drunk, I turned around to go to the dance floor again. However, I lost my balance and was about to fall when a strong pair of hands caught me. Muscular. A man.

Thank you," I replied drunkenly as a kind gesture, and I finally looked at him still trapped in his strong arms. And then when my black cloud eyes met his ocean ones. I think I found my new obsession.

Temptation, distraction, confoundment.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hope you all liked Valeria's Character or not or what you think about it. :) Happy reading. XOXO.