*The Sinclair Theatre, L.A.*Â
The sinclair theatre, one of the most known theatres in Los Angeles and now hosting another party to celebrate the 4 year anniversary of their greatest success after falling down to complete shambles. No-one knows how they managed to come back up after everything that happened to it before, but everything started to happen when one young man arrived at the Theatre, seeing hope in it, and taken it into his own hands the burden to take care of it and rebuild it completely.
That young man is known as Catherine Sinclair. The public knows her as a nephew of the owner of the Theatre, Derick Sinclair. Now Catherine has become the Star singer of the Theatre and model of many Magazines, also beloved by many especially her servants because of his kind&caring demeanour,
Thats why most of them are keeping a close eye on everyone that gets too close to her.
Thats why hes so careful about getting to close to him, the servants already saw him staring for a long period of time, and some of them started to pass him one too many times to check for anything that could be used to harm Catherine.
And now, the known Detective is carefully watching for even the slightest chance to get to know the singer he so desperately wants to get to know better than just the talking of the public.
Victor-" This whole ballroom is packed, my chances at getting a chance to talk to him alone are becoming slimmer by the seconds, especially with this annoying servants of hers, I swear.."
The dark blue haired detective thought. The singer he so desperately wanted was surrounded by rich men trying to either seduce him probably because of their drunken state or because of their want for more money or trying to get her to convince the owner of the theatre partner up with them, it pissed him off, he knew the owner long before the theatre fell from its old reputation, those rich men didn't knew jack shit about this theatre, the owner and especially the singer.
He didn't knew a lot about him, sure, but the owner told him about her, so he knew more than those other man anyway.
Victor-".. Fuck it."
He said as he drowned the drink in his hand down his throat, making his way towards Catherine.
He pushed through some of the men there and took the singers hand in his to get her attention.
Victor-" Good evening sir Sinclair, my name is Victor Madras, the head detective of the city."
He began as he kissed the back of the hand of Catherine.
"Would u do me a favour and decide to take this conversation outside?"
Catherine paused for a little, until his eyes widened a little, recognising the man in front of her.
He looked back at the man who looked annoyed.
Catherine-" please excuse me for a moment gentlemen."
And they both left with Victor still holding Catherines hand forcefully while glaring at the rest of the drunken rich men that glared back at him.
*Outside, in the garden*
Catherine-" Sir Madras, You can let go of my hand now. Those man are not around us anymore."
He smiled softly knowing exactly why he kept on holding his hand even after she let go, he still gripped his hand.
Victor-" But it's so soft and so nice to hold, I don't think I would be able to let go of it so easily~"
Catherine-"Please get ur head out of your nasty desires or I will have u forced out."
Victor-" Alright, alright, I apologise. So at my real reason at hand. I want to get to know you. I'm aware you know that I am a great friend of your Uncle, Derick, and that he told me a few things about you and You intrigued me for sure my dear."
Catherine slightly blushed at the sound of the word dear, he knew of this man and his hobby of flirting and seducing people for fun and pleasure, Derick told her about him and told him to be careful around him and with his use of words.
Catherine-" I am flattered sir Madras and I will say I will also be glad to get to know you, but I'm afraid that we would have to do that another day, right now I have a party to attend to and I'm sure your friend that you came here with is looking for you. I don't want to worry them."
She looked up at him, with a soft expression. He wasn't lying when she said he would like to get to know him as well, she to found the older man quite intriguing and attractive, but he had much more important things to take care of than having a situation-ship with the detective.
Victor-" Well then at least let me have one dance with you, the party isn't going to last a lot more longer, and I do want to have one dance with my favourite singer."
He took a hold of his hand again, and kissed the back of it while looking up at her with pleading eyes, squeezing his hand softly.
Catherine looked right back into those different blue coloured eyes, she was strong willed, but this man's eyes had an even stronger effect.
Catherine-".. Fine. But just one dance, then you will leave me be."
She wanted to say no, he really did, but damn those eyes.. she would feel guilty rejecting him.
So they both walked back inside, holding their hands together, and waited a bit for the dance music to start again and once it did, Victor lead Catherine to the dance floor.
Placing his hand on her waist while with the other holding the other hand of his singer and Catherine placed his other hand on her dance partner shoulder but quite close to his neck.
Both of them swaying to the music, one step after the other, Catherine relaxing his body to let Victor take control and guide her through the steps.
Victor-" You're quite familiar with this dance, is it a favourite of yours?"
Catherine-" Yes, actually. Slow dances are some of my favourites."
Victor-" Well that's really lovely, I do enjoy a slow dance as well, but I just never had the right person to dance it with."
Catherine looked up at him, holding eye contact as they continued to dance to the music.
Catherine-" Is that why you asked me to dance? To try and see if I'm the right person?"
Victor-" Maybe, maybe you're not, maybe you are.. what about me?"
Catherine looked confused at the question.
"Am I the right person for you? my songbird.."
He paused. Noticing how Victor leaned closer to her.
Catherine-" Maybe, maybe you're not, maybe you are.."
He leaned closer as well, their faces so close they could feel each other's breaths, but right when Victor leaned even closer, the song came to an end and Catherine placed his fingers over the Detectives lips, pushing him back when he whispered.
Catherine-" Let's save this for another time Detective. We still have that date we talked about after the party.."
And then she left, slipping in the crowd, leaving the Detective smiling to himself and the yearning for the younger male growing even more.