Gaze | A 100 Word Story

#559 | VIII Passion | Rhythm and Soul Tarot

Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is obsession!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.

“She’s expecting you. If you’d be so kind as to wait here,” the butler said, leaving me in a room that could fit my apartment ten times over. My eyes hardly knew where to look in the vast room filled with oversized chairs and hundreds of books on shelves. To call it a library was far too understated a name.

My eyes were drawn to one wall in particular. The only one without books but instead one portrait of a woman laying with a lion. I swore her gaze followed me as I walked closer. The lion ready to protect.

Baby please let me roll your lemon
And squeeze it the whole night long
Oh let me squeeze and roll your lemon
Oh baby until your good juice come

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