FULL NOVELXO Chapter 1
A gift for the Don
The night in the Las Vegas hotels is undoubtedly crazy, full of 1**t, drugs, 5" and more 5°. A single carelessness and you can end up in the bed of one or two strangers for a crazy threesome. That was not the case for the hotel receptionist, sin the night for Kara is moved by the flow of people who come and go to spend a night of pleasure, this is how her sense of smell captures it with each client who arrives smelling of excitement or s*. that they had somewhere along the way. “Have a nice stay at the Prince Palace,” she wishes the young gay couple, giving them the keys to their bedroom.
They nod and give him a cute smile. They feel comfortable with the attention she gives them, therefore, they will leave he nice tip at the end of her stay. The couple leaves.
Kara's shift partner makes a disgusted face when the couple is already far away.
—Disgusting, Kara. How can you smile at them so naturally? It makes me repulsive because of the dirty things they will dc God, they are so cute. It's a total waste.
That comment causes the brunette’s brow to furrow in disagreement.
—You shouldn't judge people. They are like you and me. Their s****{ condition is no reason to despise them.
~The Bible says “man and woman.’
Kara rolls her eyes.
~The Bible says many things. If you talk about sins, then having s****L relations outside of marriage is one and I assure y that 93.2% of the world's population does it before getting married —she argues with the little knowledge she has of religion.
Kara has never been a lover of human religion, so she learned more about the moon goddess. Every night of the full moo she comes out to give him howls of gratitude from her.
Her colleague stops making homophobic comments and they continue with her work, which ends at 2:00 am, which is wh her replacements arrive.
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—Kara, there is a party tomorrow, do you want to go with me? —She asks her roommate very excitedly.
Kara purses her lips and is about to refuse, but her partner's eyes don't allow it.
“Okay, I'll g0, but only until one o'clock,” he warns her.
Her friend nods happily.
They are both dressed in simple pajama shorts and a top that exposes their navels. Kara has an enviable body, but all th: is thanks to her nature. Her friend, Tania, begs her all the time to wear prettier clothes and show off the spectacular bod she has been given. However, Kara refuses. She doesn't like to attract people's attention, especially if someone tries to ta advantage of her. She will not be able to defend herself against it, since her omega nature does not allow her to kill othe living beings.
—Perfect, but you will let me choose your clothes. I don't take no for an answer. You owe me.
She lets out a sigh, resigned.
“Fine,” he murmurs reluctantly. Now let me sleep, since I must be at the hotel early tomorrow.
“Yes, ma'am,” Tania whispers before leaving Kara's room, who covers herself with her blue quilt.
That night memories of her past come back to bother her.
(2)
—God, Kara, those dark circles you have are to die for—comments her coworker from the morning shift.
Kara often swaps shifts with her colleagues. Overall, she doesn't mind being at the hotel at night or in the morning. “Nightmares,” she says.
Ricardo makes a face.
“You should put on your makeup,” he suggests, pulling a bag out of a drawer. Do you know how to use it? “Him,” she questions, since he’s never seen her with makeup.
“Thanks Richard. “You cover me in the meantime,” she asks.
His companion nods at him.
She goes to the employee bathroom, where she puts on her makeup as naturally as possible, hiding the black spots unde her amber eyes.
When he walks through the hallways, an indescribable smell of blood reaches his nose. Like a curious person, she follow: him. She finds a very badly injured girl inside a bedroom. She gets closer and realizes that she is not an ordinary woman, but a transgender woman.
—Hey, are you okay? She—she She stays standing at the door in case the girl reacts aggressively to her intrusion.
The woman's face lights up when she sees the young woman.
“No, and I need your help,” she pleads as she holds his side. I can not move.
—Do you want me to call an ambulance?
She denies desperately.
~My children can't see me this way.
Kara is silent.
1 understand. So what can I do for you?
—1 need men’s clothes and a little help removing my makeup.
He nods.
—1'll come shortly. —He goes out to search among the lost objects for men’s clothing.
When Kara has everything, she goes back and helps the transgender woman. She makes her a boy again. She was also in charge of healing her wound, which looked very bad due to the hours it had not been treated.
«Why do you need to become a woman? Does she have children... », she asks herself.
She doesn't judge him because everyone has their secrets and no one should delve into them.
Her unasked question is answered by Trinity:
—1 am a transgender woman, or rather a transvestite. It's for my children. I can't get a job because of my criminal record, I turn to prostitution to be able to bring them food.
That was certainly something Kara wasn't expecting to hear.
A single father who sacrifices himself for his children... This man must have earned heaven. However, religion does not work that way, it only focuses on the sin committed and takes you straight to hell to a life full of pain.
“You should be more careful next time,” is the only thing that comes out of her mouth.
Trinity nods gratefully for her words and then leaves the hotel. Meanwhile, Kara returns to her workplace to continue her work day.
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“I don't like this dress,” Kara complains when she sees how short it is.
“We agreed that there would be no protests” her friend says.
She lets out a sigh, resigned.
He has to use that piece of cloth that barely covers his butt. The dress is red with a pronounced neckline on her back anc chest. She leaves almost nothing to the imagination. She fits him perfectly. Even so, the young woman does not feel comfortable with him, rather she feels exposed. That's what she fears the most: feeling so exposed and that others can take advantage of it to abuse it.
Perfect. “You look like a queen,” compliments her friend, who scrutinizes the makeup she has just applied; dark shadow: on her eyelids, which highlight the amber color of her eyes, giving it a touch of mystery. On her lips he chose to place a lttle lip gloss. It's time to go.
They both pick up their bags to leave the room and then the apartment.
They take the first taxi that crosses in front of them. Tania is in charge of giving him the address.
In a matter of minutes they are parked in a house in one of the most luxurious suburbs in all of Las Vega. There are quite few cars parked outside the house. None of them know where they are going and to whom this little farewell party is dedicated. They pay the taxi driver and walk to the place. An excited Tania drags her towards the luxurious mansion that wastes money everywhere.
Once inside, Kara gets dizzy for a few seconds from all the smells and sounds that flood her. That's one reason why she hates going to parties, since they're loud and there are too many people. A sigh of discomfort comes from her lips as she feels so many bodies piled up rubbing against hers. The heat inside the mansion is unbearable and the aroma of differer narcotics causes the young wolf's stomach to contract and she feels like vomiting.
—Tania, I need fresh air.
Her friend nods at her and lets her go.
Kara walks through the crowd of people and doesn’t notice someone following her into the backyard. She breathes more easily when she is in that almost desolate part of the mansion and turns around when she feels the presence of someon behind her. He's just a boy, but in his eyes he’s a human who wants a night of sx.
“Hello,” she greets, giving him a smile that Kara reciprocates.
Hello. —Her shyness invades her.
—Here. I just saw that the atmosphere inside has affected you a lot. She offers him a red glass.
She frowns at her.
“I don't drink alcohol, thank you," she tells him kindly.
The boy smiles.
—it's just a soft drink.
Kara takes it, but when she brings it to her mouth the smell of her narcotic warns her that they want to drug her.
—I'll drink it later, thank you.
The boy doesn't like his refusal.
something happens that the young wolf did not imagine; two strong men come out from behind her and she feels cornered.
“I wanted to do it the easy way, but I see that I'll have to do it the traditional way,” she says seriously.
“Don’t hurt me, please,” she begs on the verge of crying.
“Oh, little girl?" “Grab her,” she orders her companions.
One of them grabs her roughly while the other places a handkerchief in her nose with an unpleasant smell that little by little makes her lose consciousness.
~The Don will take a nice little jewel as a farewell gift. —He smiles at the boys.
She looks at the wolf's body shamelessly.
Kara was able to defend herself against the kidnappers, but her omega nature makes her docile. She does not allow her t be aggressive and harm those who want to harm her.
—Take her to the warehouse. “That she remains asleep throughout the entire trip to Italy,’ she demands. Oh, and don't le anyone touch it. Only the Don can take it first, since it is her gift. If he discards her we will have fun with her.