After walking away from Ryan I felt invincible. I strutted, confidently, to the bar for another drink, even though I was already clearly drunk.
I walked up to the bar and sat on a stool next a very gorgeous man. I could tell that he was watching me closely as I took my seat at the bar. He had golden brown skin with light brown eyes. He was dressed in business casual clothes that look as expensive as the clothing that Ryan wore on a regular basis.
"One shot of Hennessy please." I said to the bartender. I reached for my money but was stopped by the man next to me.
"Please," he said reaching into his wallet and grabbing some cash. "Let me." He paid and looked me in the eyes with a bright smile.
"Thank you." I said.
"It's nothing for a gorgeous woman like you. I'm Brandon." He said putting his hand out.
I turned my body toward him and shook his hand. "Nikki." I took a sip then gently placed my cup on the counter.
He smiled. "What brings you here, Nikki?"
"Business trip from Chicago." I replied.
"And how long will it be before California losses a goddess like you?"
"About two weeks." I finished the drink and began to get up.
"Wait!" He said quickly. "Dance with me."
The music suddenly picked up as one of my favorite songs came on.
"Umm. Sure, let's go." I said as he took my hand and led me to the dance floor.
As the song went on I proceeded to swing my hips to the music. I could feel Brandon positioning himself behind me so that my ass was on his crotch.
"You move incredibly." He whispered in my ear as he moved his hands down my body.
He placed a gentle kiss on my neck. Then another....and another. I moaned out quietly to him as I rocked my hips back and fourth. I turned to face him and when I did he began to place small kisses on my lips. His hands trailed back up my body to the small of my back where they rested.
"Let's go back to the rooms." He whispered to me.
I was unsure but before I could think about it he took my hand and lead me to the back of the club where the VIP doors were. I started to feel as if the room was spinning and was slightly relieved to go somewhere quieter to sit.
"I'm a VIP here, we can go to my room."
He took me into one of the rooms and closed the door behind us. I stood by the far wall and waited for him to sit. He walked over to me and grabbed both of my hands with one of his then pinned me to the wall forcefully. He leaned down and kissed me, this time rougher than before. His grip began to tighten and his kiss became more aggressive. My senses kicked in and my brain began to scream, He's hurting me. I tried as hard as I could to break free from him but that only made it more painful for me. I began to kick and squirm under him. Suddenly he grabbed my throat and began to choke me.
"There's nothing you can do. So stop moving and let me get rid of this boner."
I spit in his face and he smacked me as hard as he could, bringing tears to my eyes.
"Let me go!" I screamed.
"No one can hear you, baby." He kissed my neck and I flinched away. "Except for me."
I kicked and screamed for help but there was no luck. He began to roll my dress up revealing my underwear. Tears came streaming down my now reddened face.
This is it. This is how I lose my virginity. I'm so afraid. What do I tell Mr. Lanton? I wish he was here.....
Just as I had that final thought Ryan burst through the door and he was streaming mad. He heaved in and out as he stood in the doorway with a dark expression on his face.
"Mine." He said in almost a growling tone.
-Mr. Lanton P.O.V.
She walked away from me..... She just fucking walked away....from me. Damn I think I might love that woman. She is so damn courageous. Just what I need in my life. A sexy independent woman. She's still in trouble for leaving me with this raging boner.
I stood in the VIP room thinking about my lips being pressed against hers as I watched Nikki walk away. After snapping out of my trance I walked out myself. Something like that definitely makes me need a drink. I walked to the bar to order my favorite drink, Hennessy Richard. While waiting for my drink I looked around only to notice Nikki talking to someone I knew to be a very dangerous man, Brandon Antin. Convicted three times for attempted murder, charged twice for armed robbery, and charged once for domestic violence, ect. He was no one to be fucked with.
I watched and noticed as she got up so did he. I couldn't let this happen, not to Nikki, not to my Nikki.
Mine. I thought.
I paid the bartender and rushed away to find her as quickly as possible. By the time I spotted them they were on the move again. I just had to get to her, but I had lost sight again in the endless crowd of people. I couldn't keep the horrible thoughts of what he would do to her from creeping into my mind. With every thought I had I became more aggressive.
Damn. I looked around but couldn't see them anywhere. I began to search every VIP room in the building. He had to be in one of them, he needed the privacy to do his dirty work. I checked room after room with no luck but I couldn't give up on her I just couldn't. I checked more rooms with no luck. Time was running out fast. Finally with one remaining gust of hope I burst through the last door.
Standing in the doorway I heaved in and out with anger. I couldn't stand to see her like this. Nikki, my Nikki. Mine.
"Mine." I growled charging at him.
