Lycan's Human Girl

The lights were hitting the eyes like fire. There was bizarre aroma around the environment. Xtc was in the air and many tall girls were dancing around the pool. The eyes filled with lusts were moving on the hot dancing bodies. She filled the glasses with vine and turned in rush. She had to serve more than 40 in next three minutes.

“Again in rush?” asked Oliver, the bartender.

She rolls her eyes.

“As if it is first time,” she said and walked towards the last row.

She served the whine to those lustful, prevet men and turned.

“Amanda, you need to serve in,” said Oliver.

She looked at him and narrowed her eyes.

“Oliver, you know I don’t serve privately,” she said, annoyed.

“Zara is not on duty today and the manager said you have to do it,” said Oliver, sadden.

“But you know, my brother have no idea that I am working here or else he would not have let me work,” she said, angrily.

Oliver took a deep breath.

“Only if I could go, I would have gone in your place. You know how much I am excited to see ‘Him,’ he said while putting pressure on word ‘Him’.

She looks at him confused while narrowing her eyes.

“What do you mean by him?” she asked.

He rolled his eyes.

“You don’t know, holly molly. Xavier Allen is here,” he said while primping his hair. “And I am dying to meet him,” she said.

“Allen who?” she asked.

Oliver was now looking at her as if he have seen a ghost.

“Do you know where are you living? Do you know who you are? Amanda, how could you be so mean? You don’t know him? It’s Xavier Allen, the infamous tycoon in the country,” he said.

She rolls her eyes again.

“I don’t care who it is, all I know he is some random rich guy who got a lot of money. At least he is living a happy life,” she said.

Oliver looks at her sadly.

“Are you down again?” he asked.

She took a deep breath.

“I need money for Brandon’s treatment, they say he need an operation and I have to pay for that. He is my only family Oliver,” she said, sadly.

“Have you asked the boss?” Oliver asked.

She chuckled, sadly.

“He said, he can pay but I have to sleep with him,” she said.

Oliver opens his eyes in a manner as if they have grown in the size of tennis ball.

“I knew he is not a good person in the name of man but I never knew he could be this much pervert,” he said.

She took a deep breath.

“You know I am totally new to this town. I have to work harder for my brother,” she said and grabs the tray.

Oliver started filling the glassed with cocktail.

“Hey, be relax, you can do it,” said Oliver.

She smiled and walked inside one of those cabins where private meetings are being held. She really need that job or else she would have long quite.

She walked inside. She was looking so hot in that short black dress with same black chocker and long leather gloves. Her cleavage was revealing in that mini dress.

She was a bit shaken because she never have been a bottle girl for the private meeting. She could feel a lot of eyes on her body.

She started serving the cocktail without looking at any man and then she walked towards the last man in the row. She felt an awkward silence in the meeting.

“I should do it quickly. Maybe they are quite because of my presence,” she thought and looked up to the man she was serving and at the same moment she felt her body turned into stone.

“Him?” she almost whispered which he heard.

His eyes were getting red due anger. She knew she is doomed.

“If I ever see you there...” his voice echoed in her head.

His deep blue eyes were digging inside her. They were cold ruthless. She felt a chill through her spine. She was so lost that she did not realized that the glass over-flowed. The cocktail was now flowing down from the glass to his shoes. He did not break his eye contact with her.

“You scum, what have you done?” a man screamed making her startled. She looked at him and then down towards the shoes.

She gasped.

“Oh, I am sorry,” she said.

“Who sent her here? She does not how to serve in a private meeting. First, she ignored the main person Mr. Xavier and served everyone and now she thrown cocktail on him?” another man screamed.

“What Mr. Xavier? He is Mr. Xavier?” she stopped herself from screaming and saying that loud because his another sentence echoed in her head.

“You want to know my name? You got that dare to say it?” he hissed in her head.

“Oh no, I will lose this job for sure, no no, I have to do something,” she thought.

Xavier on the other hand was looking at her with stone expressions.

“Oh Mr. I am sorry. I ,I can clean this mess,” she said and grabbed the tissue from the nearby table and started cleaning his shoes.

His expressions changed for a while and he got up.

“You have offend him. Bitch, he does not like to be touch,” said another man.

“Where is the manager, I need to sue this bitch,” said the first man who screamed.

Xavier raised his hand and everyone went quite.

She looked at him. He look so scary and dominant and hell handsome.

He took his shoes off and threw them away.

“I hate my things to be touch. What’s mine is mine,” he said while looking inside her eyes in a whisper like voice and she felt as if her spine is broke. She was unable to move.

A man walked inside holding a box in his hand. He gave Xavier the pair of new shoes.

He wore the shoes and looked at Amanda one last time and walked out of the room.

“We have almost made him agree on the deal and the meeting is ended now, all because of this bitch,” said the man, annoyed and walked towards her. She took few steps back.

She could sense she was in brief danger.

“I..I am sorry sir,” she tried to say something.

“Oh, he left me here, he left me like he did to his shoes,” she muttered while looking at the shoes.

The man were walking towards her like hungry dogs.

“Oh brother, you were right about this place, I will get raped,” she said while closing her eyes but the door opened with thud and recognized the man who entered. He was the one with him during that very night, week ago.

“Your boss said, he need this girl as a stripper here,” said the man with the smirk on his face.

He turned.

“This will be fun,” he muttered while walking out.

“What? Is he out of his mind? No, I am not stripper here,” she screamed while the man held her up.