Beginning of My Doom

We both looked at each other with different emotions. Him with a wide smirk on his face, whereas I, with confusion written all over. Our last incident kept replaying in my head, and I didn’t understand how to react. Taking a deep breath, I let out a small smile a worker at the club should usually have.

Even though I didn’t want to do anything with him and didn’t want to stay in his presence, I said, “I’ll be serving your drinks.”

There was no response from his side. The others only looked at me for a moment and then proceeded to talk about their business.

“Mr. Wolfe!” One of them called out his name.

My fingers shivered a little as soon as I heard his last name. I took a quick glance at him but continued to focus on my work.

The Wolfes were not just builders but also rulers. No single person in the city didn’t know the name. From the world number one “Wolfe’s” luxurious hotel operated in various countries to complexes, malls, and a lot of things, all were owned by Wolfe Enterprises.

I had no idea who I bumped into until I realized his last name. He was not dangerous but had the last name of Wolfe. That told me he was not someone to mess with. In addition to that, I also noticed a gun that he had been carrying, which heightened my fear. There were rumors that Wolfe’s great-grandparents were initially gangsters but then stepped into businesses. Even though they were businessmen and CEOs, they were a part of the hidden mafia.

As soon as I poured drinks in their glasses, I turned around to leave, but a voice stopped me.

“Who told you to leave?”

With my questioning eyes, I looked at Mr. Wolfe, whose first name I still didn’t know.

“Is there anything else you need, sir?” I asked in the most polite tone.

“Sit!” He ordered, pointing to the seat beside him.

It was unprofessional for me to sit beside the VIP customer, but his gaze warned me to obey him. My tight black skirt went up a little, exposing my thighs as I sat beside him. As I tried to cover my thighs with my hands, he quickly took my arms into his and pulled me towards him, leaving me shocked.

My breasts touched his muscular arm, and his gaze fell on my white shirt, sending shivers down my spine. His seductive gaze fell on me like a predator watching his prey.

“Your hands have more work to do than simply focusing on your skirt. For example, giving me my alcohol glass.”

Quickly, I pulled myself away from him and tried to give him his alcohol glass, but in nervousness I spilled a little on his white shirt, and a loud gasp escaped my mouth.

“I am so sorry.” I stood straight, beyond scared. One complaint from the VIP, and my job was gone. “I am really so sorry.”

“If you are really sorry then come with me.” He held my hand and dragged me to the restroom. Locking the door, he stepped towards me while I took my steps back until I hit the wall.

With his heavy build, he caged me between the wall and his strong body, making my heart thump in my chest.

Leaning towards me, he whispered into my ear, “I can’t just attend my business meeting with this stained shirt, can I? Whose fault is this, babygirl?”

I was quick to respond. “Mine.”

“Good.” His usual smirk appeared on his lips. “Now, clean it.”

I simply nodded, and he stepped back a little. I took the wipes and started to clean his shirt. I could feel his muscular abs beneath his shirt, and the masculine cologne filled my nostrils.

The perfect abs wanted me to lay my hands on it a little more, but quickly I came to my senses. When I thought I was done, I noticed the alcohol stain on his right thigh, quite near his manhood.

Hesitantly, I looked at him for a moment, but he didn’t stop me. He only said, “It’s your fault.”

I bit my inner cheeks as I bent a little. As I touched his thigh, a strange feeling erupted between my legs, which I hid by pressing my legs together. As I rubbed his pants, I felt his bulge growing, which only reddened my cheeks.

Every time I touched his thigh, I couldn’t help but stroke his manhood with my arm, which only embarrassed me.

“Can you spread your legs wide?” I asked without thinking twice.

“What?” He looked confused.

“Oh, I… I mean… it’s difficult for me to clean this way…”

My entire face turned red when I realized what slipped out of my mouth, and a little smile appeared on his lips. He sat on the small couch that was attached near the dryer, and he manspreaded.

I didn’t have any choice but to stand between his legs. My breasts were on his eye level when he said, “Do you like it?”

“What?” I immediately shouted.

“I mean, this position. It’d be easier for you to clean.”

I didn’t reply anything but knelt before him. His lips parted a little as my hand touched his thigh again. As I continued to wipe, the bulge grew heavier as if his dick was about to come out of his pants. The entire scene wanted me to bury myself under the ground.

His thumb stroked my cheeks as I focused on his pants, and in a quick motion, he lifted my chin to make me look at him.

His eyes were darkened, and his jaw was clenched. It felt like he wanted to say something or, worse, do anything, but in his deep voice, he said, “Make it quick.”

“It’s done.” I distanced myself.

He didn’t even look at his clothes but kept his gaze on mine. When his scary steps made their way towards me, he was interrupted by a phone call.

“Yes, Keiran Wolfe here!” He spoke.

I took my chance and ran away from there after slightly bowing to him, respectfully.

As dangerous the name sounded, as scary the person was. And, for some reason, I didn’t feel like the situation ended, but somehow it was just the beginning. Beginning of my doom.

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