His Russian Doll//h.s

Captivated

The crowd was worked into a frenzied chaos. Alcohol, bad decisions, and promising future regret could be sensed in the atmosphere.

The air in the club was thick and heavy and my silk red cami was even beginning to feel like a sweater. I was bored out of my mind, I wasn't much of a drinker so I stirred my margarita with one hand while I rested my other hand on my face. Aria and Silia were out on the dance floor, drunk out of their mind, there was no stopping them no matter how much I tried to convince. I've gotten used to it at this point. 1) Tell Aria and Silia no to get batshit drunk. 2) They agree until you get to the club. 3) They Get batshit drunk and end up fucking some guy in the back of the club or the bathroom because wild animals cannot be tamed. 4) Drag them Home and find a way to do that without them killing you. Those are the rules and always have been.

I let out a sigh while scanning the club from where I sat at the bar. A few guys tried to convince me to dance but I really wasn't trying to get groped in public. As I was scanning the room my eyes landed on a man at the far end of the club on the second level which was VIP reserved. He seemed to have been taking a sip from what looked like scotch, the hand that gripped the glass was decorated with elaborate rings, he wore a striped black and white suit. His hair looked dark and he kept brushing the curls that would fall on his face upwards. I didn't realize I was staring until I noticed he was looking right back at me with an intense look, one that I couldn't identify. Just the way he looked at me made my heart race and caused my breathing to become rapid. I looked away quickly and got up from the seat to look for Aria and Silia so we can go home, it was getting late anyways so it was better if we headed out. I walked through the crowd searching for the familiar blonde and black hair but they were no where in sight. Frustrated I let out a groan while clenching my teeth. They never listened to me when I tell them to not do this. I keep searching until I'm dripping with sweat. I couldn't do this anymore, so I took out my phone from my leather jacket that I was holding and saw a few text messages form them letting me know that they were spending the night with these two guys they met. "Fuxkin Great" I thought. I can't believe they would just leave me like this. I brushed my hand through my blonde hair and headed towards the exit. I opened the door and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and scanned the parking lot. Aria's car was gone meaning they really had left. What was I going to do now? I don't have a ride home and I don't know anyone here. It was late and chilly outside.

"You look lost little one" I heard a deep raspy voice say behind me.

I turned around only to meet the most beautiful green eyes, a good mix of warm yet dangerous. It was the man that I had been staring at. I felt my a rush of blood to my face making my cheeks warm up. His hands were in his pant's pockets, while his curls fell on his face due to the chilly wind.

"oh I'm not lost, I was just looking for my friends car" I said frantically so that he doesn't think I'm alone he tries to do something. Not gonna lie he is the most attractive man I had ever laid eyes on, but I wasn't going to let that show, what if he's a murder.

" and did you find the car?" He asks in a stern voice while looking intently at me. I begin to shift from one leg to another feeling heat between my legs from the way he stood there in all his glory not a care in the world, so confident and dominant in his words.

"Um actually I think they left already..." I said trailing off with my words, while looking around at the parking lot to ease the tension that was building up between us.

"So you are alone and with no ride home" he said more of a statement rather then a question never taking his eyes off of me. I was so attracted to him I couldn't really register his words in my mind, it's as if I was hypnotized by the mesmerizing green.

"Uh...yeah...it's okay I can call an Uber, no big deal" I said stuttering and waving my hands around while I spoke. What is wrong with you Colette, get your shit together he's just a guy, I scolded myself in my mind.

"No you're coming with me" he said to me nonchalantly as he stepped closer towards me. The street light illuminating a quarter of his face, making him look dangerous and deranged. He kept stepping closer as I kept moving backwards until my back hit the club wall.

"Wha...what...are y..you doing?" I asked as my back was now completely pressed against the wall and his chest only a few centimeters way from mine. His hands were on each side of my face making my heart race a thousand miles per hour and my breathing was hitching as I couldn't comprehend what was actually happening. My eyes were hazy and my mind clouded. I couldn't think straight. I could feel his breath on my neck which surprisingly didn't smell of alcohol. He was sober that meant, this wasn't something he was doing without knowing. In fact he knew exactly what he was doing when he placed his thumb on my collar bone and began to caress slowly making me clench my legs shut.

"Tell me baby girl are you afraid of me" he asked tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear and cupping my right cheeks as he moved his thumb slowly to my eyelids making me close my eyes.

"Ye..yes" I said honestly because I had no other choice, my body was answering for me, he wouldn't have believed me if I had told him I wasn't. I just wanted to give in, to surrender to his touch. I didn't care.

"I assumed correct then, your body is trembling" he said as his hand moved the hair that rested on my shoulder away to expose my bare neck. "Tell me your name sweetheart" he said as he moved his hand away from neck to my waist and held me close.

"It's uh Colette" I said trying my best not to let my voice shake.

"Colette" he repeated to himself making a shiver run down my spine. "I'm Harry" he said huskily as he moved his face to the crook of my neck leaving a trail of soft kisses down from my ear lobe to my collar bone. My knees gave it leaving me to be jelly in his hands. I couldn't hold myself up, I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't speak. All I was capable of doing right now was letting out quiet rapid moans.

"Let's go baby" he said as he moved away from me and grabbed my right hand and walked ahead of me making sure I was close as he gripped my wrist so tight as if he was afraid I'd run away. Perhaps I was thinking of running away and he knew all to well. I tried to wriggle my wrist out of his grip as he almost dragged me towards a black Range Rover.

"Hey wha..what ar...are you doing" I tried to scream out but it came out hoarse and quiet.

"You're mine Colette, don't you think otherwise sweetheart because I will find you and tie you to my bed, do you understand?" he said with rage but keeping his voice low and dangerous making his point very clear. His anger and the way his pupils were dilated was the reason for my arousal. I was afraid of him but everything he did made me a mess in his hands. I wanted to run away but I wanted to stay by his side.

"Yes" I said as he opened the car door and gestured for me climb in and so I did. He shut the door and walked to the driver's side.

"My Russian Doll" he said with a smirk as he drove out of the parking lot.