𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 |𝟏𝟖+ (#𝟏)

𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 |

08
AMBER JACKSON
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Be prepared for sexual assault!!!!!!

Sometime after our conversation in the room I agreed to basically serve as a personal waitress in Alessandro's office for the night. He had a meeting with two men who resembled the usual markers of a Mexican man in New York. The tanned complexion was the dead give away but also the thick accents. I was standing near the bar wearing a black short sweetheart neckline dress with thin straps that exposed my breasts to the men seated in this room. Because of the lack of coverage, I could feel eyes that didn't belong to Alessandro skim over my exposed flesh every few minutes, making me wish I had worn something else tonight.

As I pour the two white russians into their appropriate glasses, I make a separate one for Alessandro with one of his favorite drinks, a Pappy Van Winkle neat. I pick up the drink and walk to each man, pulling my dress down a little more since it keeps rising up. "Here you go gentlemen." I say interrupting the conversation that seemed to completely agitate Alessandro due to the look in his eyes. While both men were seated on the leather couch in his office, he sat at the chair behind his desk. His eyes followed my every movement - my fingers curling against the glass placing them before each of his guests to my legs making their way towards him.

"Grazie, dolcezza." He states as his hand settled behind my legs to run his fingers up and down. At the same moment, one of his guests asks, "What's your name, beautiful?"

My eyebrows lift in interest as I cautiously glance at both men reclining on the couch, concluding that they are related due to their profound resemblance in skin tone and deep set eyes and cleft chins. I figured it was much more likely for them to be brothers than cousins. My lips part to answer the inquiry before Alessandro says, "How about instead of caring about what her name is, you find out how to remedy the fucking problem you were called here to discuss?"

I wanted to chuckle at how surprised they were by his outburst, but I knew it wasn't the right moment. Instead, I turn to face Alessandro and smile as I walk away from his desk. His hand encircles mine and pulls me back towards him. He is now standing with his back to both men, with me in front of him. "I'm regretting asking you to stay in here tonight. I'm on the cusp of gouging their eyes out." I laugh softly, looking over his chest to watch the men sip their drinks, murmuring, "You could kick me out right now. You are the boss."

"No. I enjoy seeing you work. You get a concentrated look on your face that shows your dedication." his hands move to pull my waist to him gently. "So I'll spend every breath threatening them just to enjoy the view." 

"How long have you been watching me to notice that pattern? I might start to think you're a stalker." He pinches my hips trying to hide his smile but a chuckle escapes his lips which he quickly covers up with a cough. 

"The one-way glass panes aren't just for show." he says before continuing, "Now. Go sit in the room on the right side of the bar and rest. I'll come get you in a few minutes because I have some business to attend to and I don't need you distracting me bambina." I knew how to read a room, so I asked no questions and simply take my leave. With a nod and a grin, I move to the bar and clean up the area of the bar that I used, then to the right door and close it with a click of the latch. A few monitors are placed across a desk against the room's wall, depicting all of the excitement happening on below in the club, much like the view from his office's glass walls.

I could see everything: waiters coming back and forth from the bar, bartenders preparing drinks, clients gathered together laughing and drinking with their partners sitting on their laps, and others watching a scene play out in front of them. So this is how he watches me. Couples were also seen strolling back and forth from the sections where the private rooms were situated,  Megan was serving drinks to a raucous bunch of men tonight while Nia was chatting with Christian, who appeared irritated by something she said to him.