Ethan looked deeply into Sophia's eyes, the pulsating lights of the nightclub creating a halo around her. "You know, I can't help but feel really fortunate," he began, "seeing how close we've grown."Sophia met his gaze, her eyes softening. She didn't say anything. Taking her quietude as an invitation, Ethan reached across the table and took her hand. "I mean it, Sophia. Being with you, it's like finding pieces of myself I didn't know were missing. Ever since Lily and I got divorced, I've had two happy moments, finding my dad and knowing you. You're so fucking great. I feel like a king around you." He saidHer eyes sparkled, finally breaking her silence, "Ethan, that's...that's one of the most beautiful things anyone has said to me today. "Feeling emboldened, Ethan leaned in closer, his face inches from hers, "May I?" he asked. Sophia's eyes were like an open book, and he read his

Ahhh!" The stranger staggered back, clutching his head, his eyes clouded with confusion and pain. Ethan's heart was pounding, but his face remained stern.This caught the attention of those who were standing around, making everyone stop their act to watch what was going on. Blood dripped down the side of the stranger's face, mixing with the shards of shattered glass at his feet. His eyes, already livid, now simmered with a mix of pure anger as he touched his bleeding head."Looks like you've got a serious problem," Ethan sneered, his eyes like icy daggers."You think breaking a bottle over my head solves anything? You're as much of a fool as you look," the stranger spat out, clenching his fist to control the pain.Ethan took a step closer, towering over the man. "No, but it proves a point. That you can't just walk in here and harass someone who clearly wants nothing to do with you.""Do you have any idea who you're messing with?" the stranger hissed, blood now trickling down his neck

Ethan sneered and said, "I don't go back on my words. Don't think your gun is enough to scare me. You're showcasing your power because you have men following you, who the hell are you?" He spat in contempt.Viktor The Viper's face darkened, and he retorted, "Kid, it seems for the first time I came in peace because you're young, and you didn't like it. Well, go to hell then."Tension rippled through the room, Ethan's men poised for action. The hotel's security team swiftly intervened, three men stepping forward, one of them trying to reason, "Viktor, please, let's not escalate this. Please, this is a club."Viktor's patience wore thin, and he lashed out, slapping the speaker. He turned his gaze to the others and warned, "You bunch of idiots want to stop me? Do you wish for death?"The security team hesitated, then reluctantly stepped back, outmatched by Viktor's aggression. His attention returned to Ethan, and he taunted, "You're going to die because of this lady. She's very beautif

"Take it off?" Ethan was stunned. "Yes please take them off for me, I don't know, I'm too tired to do it, aren't you my baby? please help me." She saidEthan nodded and smiled. "Of course I am and I would." He replied with a smile, before he began to unbutton Sophia's dress. After a few minutes, Ethan took off the top clothe. He gulped seeing Sophia in a white verse only making her more alluring. Her well endowed chest peeped out of her verse, which made his mouth watery. "I'm done, taking the top off so sleep well." Ethan said and turned around about to leave, but then Sophia held him again. "You took off the top and left the down, how can I take them off?" She asked in a drowsy voiceEthan was stunned and shook his head. "Actually you don't need to worry about that one, you can sleep with it." He replied"I hate you, you said I was your wife or girlfriend, but you can't help me in this state?" Her tone sounded sad. Ethan was stunned and quickly smiled at her. "No, I'm sorry So

Sophia started to calm down after drinking the water, the cool liquid soothing her nerves. With every sip, the tightness in her chest seemed to ease, and her breathing steadied. She set the glass back down, her mind beginning to relax.Checking the time, she found it was 5:05 am. Feeling the weariness in her bones, she decided to lay back down. She pulled the blanket around her and settled into the bed, letting the quietness of the early morning lull her back to sleep.A few hours later, Sophia's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the soft light filtering through the curtains. The clock read 8:30 am. She rose from the bed, still in her undershorts, and reached for her top, slipping it on. Despite the simplicity, she couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of allure.She opened the door and entered the hall where Ethan sat in a chair, seemingly lost in slumber. The creaking of the door stirred him, his eyes flicking open with sudden alertness."Sophia," he said, his voice filled with relief