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BioGen had said it was mind training, but Nathan thought of it as surviving through a painful nightmare of fiery hell. The technology took control of his emotions and mind-fucked him until he had no desire to break the rules ever again. Even the thought of taking a knife and digging into the base of his skull to remove the damn tagging device left him sweating and shaken. Not that he could have dug it out anyway because it was implanted so deep that it would have killed him. It had only taken BioGen twenty-four hours to break him, and since then he had become numb. The only thing now was continuing to drag himself from day to day and trying to find some joy in his enslaved life.
Shaking his head at the morose thoughts, Nathan glanced down at the huge sprawl of Denver, its magnitude of skyscrapers towering above the ant-sized citizens of the city. From up at the height he was hovering, the site could almost be considered beautiful with the multitude of lights winking up at him like stars. Down below, he knew the life of Denver could either raise you to heights of ecstasy or drag you to the pits of torment. He had experienced both in his lifetime, but either way he hated the city because it was a constant reminder of who controlled his life and everyone else’s. At the very dead heart of this city was BioGen, once a genetic technology industry of the far past, but now a governmental entity in its own right that was slowly squeezing the life out of everyone.
“Approaching off-ramp to the Courtyard District,” said the smooth non-gender voice of his Puma right before he saw the small blinking neon sign indicating the exit.
Nathan switched on his signal and then activated the disengagement system from the hover lanes. From the roof of his sports car, he heard the metallic click of the engaging mechanism detach from the overhead infrastructure. As soon as the glowing light on his dashboard turned green, indicating a successful uncoupling, he turned the wheel and expertly maneuvered into the off-ramp airspace lined with guide-lights. Slowly, he spiraled his car down towards the ground lanes of downtown Denver, adjusting the hover-turbines and rotating the Puma’s tires to their vertical positions. With a practiced technique, he touched down with the smoothest of contact and the tires instantly picked up the forward momentum, rolling him into the ground traffic.
The Source Excerpt:
He barely took note of the white stairs with the silver banister and the overhead lighting which made the silver shine brilliantly. No, he was completely captivated and transfixed by the angel descending the stairs as if she were coming down from the heavens themselves.
No, not an angel, because she was even more beautiful than the angels. She was so tiny in comparison to all the other women he had ever been with, her height being no more than five foot three at the most. Her waist was tiny but she was filled out in all the right places and he clenched his hands with the desire to touch every inch of her. The jeans and pink t-shirt she wore fit her to perfection accentuating her curves. As she moved with such grace and delicacy her long honey blond hair brushed her shoulders and her golden skin glowed with health under the overhead lights.
Completely captivated, all Nathan could do was watch her as she reached the bottom of the stairs. Silently she approached him, almost like a cat, her eyes downcast so that all he could do was look at the perfect sweeping honey blond lashes covering her eyes and the full pink lips which suddenly had his full attention. All of that changed, though, when she stopped before him, only inches away, and looked at him with the lightest blue eyes he had ever been blessed to see. In that moment he couldn’t move, he couldn’t breathe, and Nathan knew in an instant he was in deep, deep trouble.
“Hi. I’m Crystal,” was all she said but the sound of her melodic voice traveled the entire length of his body.
“Hi, I’m…” the sound of his voice was raspy and he cleared his throat before continuing. “I’m Companion 96.”
Crystal’s eyebrows drew together and she bit at her bottom lip. Nathan couldn’t help the instant draw of his eyes to her sweet mouth. At that moment he absolutely cursed the person who had made up the rule of no touching. What he would give to have just one kiss from her sweet sensual mouth. He wondered what she would taste like and his mouth watered almost in anticipation.
His concentration snapped back as she asked, “What do I call you? I can’t call you by a number. What is your birth name?”
Nathon narrowed his eyes on her. How in the hell had she known he had a birth name? “Perhaps I don’t have a birth name. I am Companion 96, purchased for your entertainment.”
“Really?” She raised up on her tiptoes and leaned so close, he swore he could feel her breath on his cheek. The vanilla scent of her body surrounded him and he clenched his hands even harder as her soft voice vibrated through him again. “You have piercings in your ears, so I assumed you were naturally birthed. BioGen doesn’t allow body modifications for those they create.”
Nathan wanted to answer, really he did, but Crystal’s nearness was over-charging his body and short-circuiting his brain. He had never experienced anything like it before and he had no idea how he was going to keep his hands off of the tiny angel before him for the next few hours, let alone thirty days. He was in deep and over his head with no escape.
Like a moth to a flame, Nathan was drawn to the closeness of Crystal’s lips but as he began to dip his head the slightest amount in her direction, she evidently realized how close she was to him. Making a tiny sound, she stepped back resuming her initial position in front of him. The distance didn’t help much but enough so he could respond with some modicum of intelligence. “You are correct, Crystal. I did have a birth name. My parents called me Nathan but I don’t remember a last name. I’m sorry.”
Quietly she said, “Nathan. It’s a wonderfully masculine name. Thank you for sharing it with me. If you will allow me, I will call you by your birth name. Please?”
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