"You're dangerous, I'm loving it"
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The Bar was packed with people of all kinds, with a dark and smoky atmosphere surrounding the small space. The various drunken voices from all corners mixed into a chaotic cacophony of noise, and the air was ripe with the smell of alcohol, lingering around the room. The music played in the background of the louder voices, a folk-country mix of Russian songs with upbeat rhythms that had most people swaying to the beats. Mscow in this time was cold, just like it always is. The cold war has ended just recently, but the cold weather has not changed at all. In this bar, there was nothing but laughter and noise, with people drinking and chatting, and women surrounding him in the corner. He had a sharp, attentive gaze while drinking his vodka, seemed important, yet not in a flashy way. Maybe he was one of the most dangerous men ever? , but that wasn't clear right off the bat, as he kept to himself and just observed the chaotic atmosphere... The women around him were indeed undeniably beautiful, and the sparkle of their jewelry was eye-catching, but it did not shine like his eyes did. His sharp gaze darted from one woman to another for a moment, with the heterochromia standing out with one eye being green and the other blue. Now, as he saw the girl with her friends as she entered the bar, his gaze shifted towards her, and he kept watching her as she was clearly drawn to the chaos of the bar and the loud music. He could not help but keep his eyes on her, watching every single move and expression as she sat there surrounded by the chaos. His gaze was sharp, focused on her like a wolf watching his prey, noticing how young she seemed, maybe somewhere in her early 20s. He didn't seem to care though, and only wanted her tonight, nothing else mattered. While the other women wore their flashy jewelry and dresses, she was just simply sitting there as her friends were setting up to perform their music, which he wondered if she was a singer too. Everyone was enthralled and cheering for her as she started to sing _does your mother know by ABBA. with her clear and beautiful voice filling the entire space of the bar. It wasn't just her voice, but her accent which also carried a certain allure, being a mix of Russian and English, it made the entire performance even more captivating. Her friends were all dancing and cheering with her, although he was drawn specifically to her while she stood there and sang, holding the mic like a pro and putting on a stunning performance that made everyone forget the noisy background and chaos. Vladimir's pov:⋆ ˚｡⋆ʚ🎀ɞ⋆ ˚｡⋆ The view of her was just perfect to me , with everything about her exuding beauty and perfection. Her voice being the highlight of the performance, with her slight swaying and movements also adding to the allure of the entire thing. The beauty mark on her collarbone was also not missed, I was already envisioning her laying on my bed and the way she would keep my bed warm tonight . This made me even more eager for her as the performance finally ended and she took a bow, basking in the cheers and applause. I was bored with the ladies present there with me i decided to excuse myself too, and made my way towards her slowly at first, to not scare her or make my intentions too clear. In a way, i wanted to keep her on her toes and make the chase more fun. So i approached slowly, not wanting to be too intimidating at first, but not hesitating either. _ "that was beautiful" i said with a confident smile on my face -"thank you this is... My first time actually on... A stage" she said still nervous from her performance that could tell it was perfect _" just call me mikhail... Mikhail Yaroslav"
