You took a deep and nervous breath, your legs slightly shaking as you neared the door to the private drinking area that was reserved for V.I.P.
The room was filled with a group of men, tattoos filled their arms and they had bald heads and were just overall scary looking, especially with their loud attitudes.
You sucked in your nervousness as you walked in with the tray of alcohol in your hands and slowly set it down on the table in the middle of the grown men.
The majority of the guys paid you no attention and you were not fascinated enough to stand and stare but you couldn’t help but turn to see who was at the head of the table,
you swallowed down slightly at the sight of dark black eyes and a handsome yet dangerous smirk, you bowed politely, not being able to find your voice.
You left the area quickly and breathed out gently, the black eyes may have been a quick sight but they held so much power in them that you could barely understand it yourself.
You sighed out at the mess left behind by the men, well, it seemed like wild animals had visited instead of humans.
You got to work, cleaning and stacking glasses carefully, humming a soft tune to occupy the silence.
“What song is that you’re humming?” You jumped softly at the deep voice behind you before looking over and being met with those midnight eyes once again.
You bowed and took a further look at the handsome man,
he had tattoos all over his front that stopped right under his collar and was wearing a robe that seemed to be made out of animal fur.
“Uh…just a random tune…” You said just loud enough for him to hear as you stood up straighter so you didn’t appear all timid.
“How can help you?” The bar would be closing in just a few minutes and you wondered how he managed to get past the strict owner.
“You can help me in a lot of ways…” He smirked dangerously just like early and your heart seemed to skip, what was he on about? You watched as the tall, tattooed man came towards you.
“Do you know who I am, sweetheart?” His voice was deep and with a face like that you would’ve remembered meeting him.
You shook your head silently as he stood and towered over you, making you look up at him.
You backed away slightly only to have him grab your fore arm just tight enough to make it difficult for you to get out of his grip. “This makes all the more fun.
” He smirked and you knitted your brows at his words, finally understanding what he wanted and you swallowed down, not protesting for some odd reason.
He let go of you and you watched as he let his black and white robe fall to the floor; leaving him shirtless in front of you.
His large hands began untying your traditional styled robe, you bit your lip; wanting to speak up but you couldn’t find your voice especially with his dark and powerful eyes staring down at you.
A cold breeze fell over your skin and caused goosebumps to rise as you stood in just your matching white bra and panty set. “You’re not very loud…we’ll have to change that.
” His voiced travelled down your spine and you licked your lips.His fingers slowly trailed down your arms and he sat you down on the low table that was semi clean.
Your breathed hitched as he took the tie from your robe and tied your hands above your head tightly.
You wiggled in your fingers in the restraint and watched as he took a bottle of the Yamazaki whiskey and took a large swing, you kept your eyes on him,
watching his Adams Apple rise and fall as he swallowed. His lips were now slightly wet due to the brown liquid and you imagined biting his lip.
“Open up, babygirl.” He spoke huskily and you opened your mouth so he could pour the liquor down your throat.
The taste was strong and burned the back of your throat; you winced at the flavour which earned a chuckle from the handsome man you didn’t bother to learn the name of at this point in time.
His cold fingers went to your thighs and pulled off the white cotton fabric slowly. You swallowed down, this situation is so wrong yet your curiousness made you want to know what will happen.