6. King of darkness
1162 Words
TIA
It had been two hours since I had started working at the club as a waitress and my feet had already given up. After Meera had offered me the shelter and assured me that I was safe there, I rested for a nice number of days. And at Nashville too, I always had servants in my house working and doing everything for me. Tonight was probably the first time I had worked for so long.
And guess what? The guy, Arsal had not arrived yet. As per Roy's instructions, I had to serve Arsal tonight, just as a waitress though. My feet were screaming at me now for putting them through the torture of being in those high pencil heels, and enclosed merely in threads. My toes were not able to bear any more pressure, but I had to prove myself as a good employee. And today was the first and last chance for me to prove myself.
But yeah, I had the advantage of working as a waitress here. In less than two hours, I already had more than five hundred dollars as the collected tip by now. I had seen my father spending quite a big amount of money on women, whether they were waitresses or his personal sluts, but I had never imagined that someday, I too will be one of those women, who will eagerly want to be tipped as a waitress.
Meera had already told me and made me understand that I need not bear anyone's dirty touch or gaze, and if they do so, I will inform the bouncers as soon as I can. Moreover, all the men here belonged to the elite class and they were not of those men who liked to force there ways with women. And Roy had maintained the decorum here really well. Only the girls who wanted to do a strip tease or dance would do that, and no one would be forced to do anything against their will.
"Tia?" I heard Meera calling me.
"Yes?" I asked.
"He is here...that Arsal guy...go and serve them," Meera ordered.
"Them?" I asked in confusion because as much as I remember, Roy had only told me that I had to serve only one guy and that was Arsal.
"Roy is with him too." Meera clarified my confusion before I could think and confused myself more.
"Oh, okay! How am I looking?" I asked her, before going to them.
"You look like a supermodel, girl! All the best!" Meera tried to encourage me with a very motivating smile. And I will be lying if I will say that I didn't need her smile.
Roy was sitting with Arsal inside a VIP private room. I opened the big black doors and inside, there were dim lights only. A moment ago, I was so confident, and now, I felt like my confidence was slipping through my fingers like hot sand. But then I reminded myself that I had to do it.
From where I was standing, I could see Arsal's back and Roy's face. They were sitting face to face with each other, so I could only see Roy's face.
I walked like I was walking on-ramp, and asked to him, "What can I get you, handsome?"
The moment he lifted his thick lashes to look at me, I forgot to breathe for a little while. He was handsome...hell! Handsome was a really underestimating word for his beauty. Dressed in all black, his amber-colored eyes, which looked like someone had outlined them with a black marker were like he was the King of Darkness. How on the earth could anyone be so f*****g beautiful, and still manage to look formidable?
"Your finest of drinks." He spoke in a voice that was like silk was coated deeply in a rough rug. I nodded and went outside the cabin, to get them the drinks. But when once outside the cabin, I felt like my legs had turned into jelly. I could not make myself forget his voice, his eyes, his broad shoulders, which and his body told me that he was a workout freak. f**k! I can't afford to f**k up on the very first task that is provided to me by Roy.
'Concentrate, Tia!' I told myself, but a voice from my inside said to me, 'You are already in love with him...heard about love at first sight?'
Fuck! Not happening. I am only doing my job here. But as Roy had said, we need to distract Arsal, I will do that at any f*****g cost. Even if I have to serve myself to him, maybe he will feel something for me, in the process.
After around five minutes, Roy exited from the cabin and motioned me to go inside. When I reached the cabin, Arsal was already on the threshold of the cabin, about to exit. I stood at the door of the cabin, and thus stopped him from going outside. He was taller than Roy, I guess. Even though I was five feet and six inches in height, i barely reached his shoulders. He tilted his chin down to look at me.
I looked at him seductively and ran my fingers through my hair. He scanned me from top to bottom and his gaze made me feel more self-conscious and hot. I could feel my cheeks burning with heat, and they might surely be turned to a shade of red by now. So I pushed him lightly and walked further inside the cabin.
I removed my clothes swiftly and stood only in a bra and a thong. But unlike every other man, he did not look at me hungrily, even when so much of my skin was exposed for him to see. I walked slowly in his direction and put my hands on his shoulders. I was about to say something to him, but he removed my hands from the nape of his neck and said, "The door is over there, please collect your clothes and get out."
I was hurt, furious, and embarrassed. First time in my entire life I had made a move on my own for a man, and he rejected me so damn coldly. How could he? No one had ever rejected me like this. I had felt something for him after seeing him for the first time, that's why I was here, doing things that I had never done. And he rejected me just like that.
"Aren't I sexy?" I whispered to myself, but I guess he heard me. Because in the next second, he answered me, "You are very sexy indeed! Just not my type." I lifted my face up to look at him, but he marched outside, without saying any word, or waiting for my reply. Yeah! Why would he? For him, I might be a cheap w***e who was offering herself to him.
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