Seducing Mr Lukers: A night to remember

Anesthesia’s POV

“Another shot!” I said in a voice that sounded a little sexier than mine. The music swallowed my voice, but the bartender heard me anyway. He raised a brow like he was judging my life choices, then slid the glass across the counter.

My friend leaned close, shouting into my ear. “Are you done. You’re so done.” I laughed too loud. “I’m twenty. I’m not done with anything.”

The bass hit again hard, relentless vibrating through my bones. People's bodies pressing around me, heat , perfume and sweat mixing into something dizzying. I took the shot without thinking. Seriously, that was a Bad idea. The room was tilted.

“Okay,” I muttered, gripping the edge of the bar. “Okay… I need air.” I searched for my phone, nearly dropping it twice before managing to unlock it. I managed to Book ride for a ride app. My fingers felt like they belonged to someone else.

A notification popped up immediately: Ride arriving in 2 minutes. Oh, that’s good. I slid off the stool — and immediately stumbled.

“ hey!”

Strong hands caught my arms before I hit the floor. I blinked up at a familiar uniform. One of the servers. “You alright, miss?”

“I’m fine,” I said automatically, even though my knees disagreed. “Just— heels are traitors.”

He smiled, unconvinced. “Let me walk you out.”

“I can walk,” I protested, already leaning on him.

He didn’t argue.and assisted me through the hallway. The noise faded as the doors opened. Cold night air slapped my face, sharp and sobering. I sucked in a breath, swaying slightly as we stepped outside. “Heyy” i struggled to stand on my own “I’m good from here,” I said, waving him off.

He hesitated. “You sure?”

“Yeahhhh.”

He took one step back, then stopped. “You got your ride?”

“Hmmm” trying so hard to hear him

“You got your ride?” He repeated almost screaming into my ears.

“Ohh yes.. yes” I squinted at my phone. The screen was a little blurry. Letters were more like dancing. “Can you… um,” I tilted it toward him, embarrassed, “please read this for me?”

He glanced down. “Gray car. GWM Voleex C3.”

“Gray,” I repeated seriously, nodding like I’d memorized it. “Thank you. You’re a hero.” He laughed and went back inside. I stood there for a second, blinking at the street. Searching from one to another, there were Too many cars. I turned slowly, scanning left. Right. Left again.Luckily I saw it. A large SUV idling near the curb. Dark. Expensive-looking. Definitely a GWM… something. Close enough.

My phone buzzed: Your ride has arrived. “See?” I murmured to myself. “Fate.”

I walked toward it, each step slightly crooked. As I reached the door, I noticed the driver’s head was lowered, like he was looking at something in his hands. “Hi,” I said, opening the back door and sliding in before he could object.

The leather seat felt warm and comfortable. “Los Lira Hotel,” I added, clicking my seatbelt out of habit. “Please.”No response. I frowned and Lean a little forward. “Hello?”

Still nothing.I tapped his shoulder calmly, then He lifted his head.to my Surprise he looked different. Like he wasn't a driver. At least—not any kind I’d ever seen. His Sharp jaw, Dark hair. His Eyes that met mine through the rearview mirror — steady, unreadable, dangerous in a quiet way. For a second, I forgot where I was and what I’d asked.

“Los Lira Hotel,” he said slowly, like he was tasting the words, His voice was deep.

“Yeah,” I breathed. “That’s the one.” He watched me for another beat, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. He looked like he was in the same state as me. Then the engine started.

Heat pooled low in my stomach.

“Heyy Mr can you high the volume” I said with my hand tapping his shoulder. But it seems he wasn’t hearing me.

“Buzzzzzzz” I snap down to my phone screen

It was Luca, my bodyguard, He was outside the club waiting for me, that was the reason I had to follow the back door, I was feeling horny, the nasty part of me was out today but my body wasn’t feeling like inviting Lucas today. I felt like having someone else.

I quickly put off my phone and smiled at my available driver. And for a moment I dose off.But not for too long. A hand tapped me from the side. My eyes felt too heavy but I managed to open it halfway , The car idled in the shadows of the parking lot. Then I heard the door slam. Which made me jeck, and for some reason my body didn’t feel like my own. I was at the pick and and really wanted to make out with a man.

Then the door opened again, but this time it was next to me,I turned slightly then I saw his eyes dark and unreadable. It was Lucas. My tummy moved, not for sadness but for a little joy, he showed up when I needed him.

“ Lucas you came for me” Maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was the way his grazed my nerves like silk. I felt water coming off my eyes, I just couldn’t control it , He lean close to carry me

I also leaned forward until our faces were inches apart. “Lucas, I need you now and here.” Before I could say another word, he leaned in his breath warm against my neck — and bit gently at my left ear, the most sensitive part of me. A shiver shot through me. Heat coiled low in my stomach.

And immediately my whole body was excited for his warm body. I was sure I need more of him “Bang” the door closed. We connected by kissing. His lips were the softest skin I have ever felt, his mouth tested like sweet wine.

His hands slid under my dress, slow but deliberate, tracing every inch of my skin like he already knew my body better than I did.

“Do you like that?” he whispered against my throat, leaving a soft kiss there.

I couldn’t control myself anymore. I grabbed him and began unbuttoning his shirt, needing to feel the hard lines of his chest beneath my hands.

“You’re quite a wild cat,” he murmured with a mocking chuckle.

“Yes, I am. Now kiss me. You’ve driven me insane.” And then he was in the back with me. I pulled him closer, tasting his lips, kissing him like I’d been starving for this. In the dim hotel lighting filtering through the windows, I saw him unfasten his shirt with swift, unbothered movements.

The rest blurred into heat and instinct. He moved with a mix of control and hunger, pushing me back gently but firmly, his lips trailing down my neck until my breath trembled.He didn’t rush but he didn’t hesitate either. Everything he did was deliberate, confident, devastatingly skilled.

The world outside the car dissolved.

Only the heat, the closeness, the rhythm of his breath and mine remained.

I didn’t know when exhaustion finally pulled me under. All I remembered was falling asleep against him, tangled together in the most uncomfortable way.

Light flashed across the window, My eyes fluttered open a little, For a second I thought I saw someone standing outside the car. My head was too heavy to understand it Everything blurred again then I slept off.