Prologue

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You knock twice on the door, there was a small window on it. On the widow in gold test read "The boss" You assumed her was in today. Maybe he left early and nobody knew? No no, the lady up front told you where to find him

"Come in." A man's voice called out muffled. You slowly open the door to see a muscle but slender man behind a desk. He had black hair, which piercing green eyes. When he looked at you, you think he saw right through your clothes.

"I'm...I'm here for...the position." You manage to get out. His stare, you felt like your in the best and worst trance. He smiled smally, and you heart skips. Maybe it's fear? Maybe you want him to touch you? His hands, they look so masculine, but soft. You shook your head trying to regain focus.

"Don't bother, I see the passion behind your eyes." He smiled and stood up. "You realize once your in here, you can't say anything that goes on. Once your in this job, that's it. If you leave...well, let's not talk about that." A slight smile came across your face. You meet his gaze, and wanted to do anything he said. You want him to control you...what was this feeling?

"What...what are you doing to me?" You asked.

"I'm doing nothing, what you see here. I'm your greatest passion. I'm the boss. Your the one who came here, I didn't come to you." He walked over slowly. He lifted you chin gently and tilled your head side to side. Why did you enjoy this? You just meet him, but... "Beautiful, perfection." He purred.

"T-thank you sir." You stumble out. "Do you do this...to everyone."

He smiles at the question and stares at you. "I have this effect on everyone yes. It's my gift." He then looks at you. "Last chance, you want the job. Are you will to work anywhere?" The last question doesn't settle to well; however your friends told you this is the best bar/night club in town. Always hiring, good pay as well. You think for a moment before continuing. This would be your last chance from turning away...but you didn't care.

"Yes sir."

"Good." He purred and pushed you against the wall. He held up a knife and slammed it into the wall next to you. With one easy motion he put his arm across your throat. "Mm, you like that don't you." He smiles. You nod sweeting, you did like it. He was so close to you. You could feel his breath against your face.

"Yes sir." You mange, and he smiles. He put his hand to the right side of your face, then to the left side. He then slowly moved his hand down, unbuttoning your top shirt. You wore two today though, but you wish you wouldn't have.

"Good your not bugged, we can have to FBI agents involved again." He smiles crookedly, and at that moment you knew...this wasn't a normal bar. "Welcome, to The

Bar from Hell." The man smiled. "I have no real name, as far as you know. You can call me sir or boss." He laughed lightly, "Or master if you wish." He moved back from you, a breath of relief came out of you.

"Okay sir." You replied and he starts walking to the doors.

"This isn't your normal bar." He smiles. "We don't just stay in business because of the bar or nightclub. We can't just get new girl out of nowhere." He smiles back at you. "Four rules of the bar. One, no saying your real name, or finding people real name. If you do, we kill you. Rule two, if you tell anyone about our operations here, we kill you. Make it look like we are being set up by someone." He winks at you, sending a shiver down your spine. "Rule three, no touching the boys or girl, unless you have the money. Even if your working with them. You never know when they may disappear. And four, you can be picked up by a stranger, if they it's orders by the boss, then you must do whatever they say." He smiles at you, turning around at you. "You don't want your boss mad at you. Red velvet!" He yells and a girl runs up to him.

"Yes boss~?" She sings to him and he waves a hand.

"Hun, you can try that on men. But it doesn't work on me."

"But boss." She put her hands down in front of her and swing her arms, trying to act innocent. "I'm a good girl~."

"Tell that to someone that doesn't know you. Like them." He smiles point at you. "This is your new toy, don't break them. We don't get a new shipment till next Tuesday." She pouts at him and looks you up and down. He pout turns into a wide grin.

"Yes, oh how wonderful, their so beautiful. So untouched, so innocent. Oh dearest." She tries and hugs the boss. He steps back and trips her.

"Hun." He purrs at her. "I know all your tricks, I taught you them." He walked away smiling, waving one last time to you. "Welcome to The Bar from Hell." As he walked away, with that smile, you realize one thing...it was a mistake coming here.


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