Ruth looked at the other staff while entertaining back into the club. The club was back to normal, and music bounced off the walls,echoing in his ears. The senior came to him tapping his shoulder with a smile on his face, obviously loving the scene that had gone down, which was quickly forgotten. Ruth just smiled back, laughter and mischievous clearly dancing in his eyes.
Women walking by were held captive by his smile alone,some totally forgetting how to breathe all together. The woman from the top floor was watching him, glaring at those women, so close to him. They now were almost on top of him if not for the other staff member being there. The woman's blood started to heat up, not liking how these women were at all for some reason. She looked at the man just a few feet away from her, when he had bumped into her all she felt was hard muscle.
She didn't care that he was holding another man , nor about the group following him like lost souls. She was solely focused on him, a man who just looked out of place in this club. He looked as if a woman had written him. His eyes could draw one in, making them want to drown in those pools happily. But within those pools of glowing hues of blues, a great sadness was hidden as if this handsome man was just a shell of something beautiful. She wondered if she could fix it, wondered how it would feel to run her fingers along his rough skin, wondering what hidden scars would be uncovered, how he would shiver against her touch.
The loud music booming brought her back to the reality she was in. She totally forgot about the man she came with . He hugged her from behind, his breath smelling of alcohol, she pushed him off, repulsed at his touch, looking at him now he didn't even hold a candle to the man she saw just now, the man her body started to desire. Having this man touching her made her skin crawl. Her eyes searched the crowd for the mysterious man she saw. She took a step away from her date, wanting to leave, but he pulled her back, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
She grunted, the pain shooting up her arm. She was about to pull her arm back, but was shocked to feel a warm iron like chest that caged her in.She looked up and could see the mystery man. He touched her wrist, gently taking it away from her drunken date. The minute his body made contact with hers, sparks went through her, sending tingling senses to her most private areas. "Sir, please, I think you should leave." He said, his voice making her shiver, wanting to hear more. Her date looked at him, unable to even see straight nor make our what the man had said he was too drunk to understand, too out of it.
He grumbled something, before another staff manner came to take him away from there, as the first fight was just a strike for them another, and all hell would break loss. Her breathing quickened, her heart started racing, and she hoped he couldn't hear it over loud music. His scent was not helping her, nor was the skin contact. But as soon as the touch came, it was gone , and the warmth of his chest pulled back.
She felt disappointed, but not wanting him to leave, she rubbed her wrist, trying to look as pitiful as possible. It worked, " Miss, are you alright?" He asked she could hear the worry in his voice, but more than that his velvet voice wrapped her up and the tingling sensations came back, ohh how nice it would be to hear him moan her name she thought, but soon she went back to her act. " No, I am not Okey , sir ." she said, faking tears in her eyes. " Come with me, please. I am scared that he would follow me." saying this, she made her voice tremble with fear. Making sure to add fearful eyes and a slight tremble of her lower lips.
He looked at her, eyes turning into bright hues of blues and sea green. "Very well, miss , I will follow you to your destination." He looked down while answering, she thought very well there's always more time to make him beg for more while on his knees looking at her with tears in his eyes. Oh, how she wanted to grab his strong jaw and pull his face towards hers, but she resisted. Looking at his name tag through her thick lashes, she read his name. Ruth , Ruth, she said over and over in her head. But soon, she was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of the angelic voice saying to her, " Which way you are going , miss."
Ruth looked at the small woman in front of him. Her wrist started to bruise a little, looking at him with big beautiful red brown eyes, she said in a low, trembling voice. " To the VIP section upsides." He began to walk , but as soon as he did, he felt an arm snake its way onto his own . She held his arm while directing him towards the area she needed to go. He knew it , that she was his daughter, has to be. Her eyes had the same madness as her father's. A huge black sign had written written in big bold letters VIPs only. The woman looked at him, her eyes trembling. He knew that he was going to get in soon now. Very soon, the desire in her eyes was unmistakable as hard as she tried to hide it , it showed in waves of heated, breathless, and shaking breaths.