She could feel the stares as she wandered through the club. Her long brown hair flowing across her shoulders and down her almost bare back. Ariana was wearing a skimpy dress that opened up down her back and barely covered her perky little ass. She was flaunting herself and she knew it. The heels of her shoes clicked but she could only feel it because the music was so load in the club. She stopped at a table and chatted briefly with a couple she knew only in passing but good enough to make the guy stare at her chest and make his girl jealous. As she walks away she can feel two gazes on her: one gazing at her back and the other staring at her ass. So she gave an extra shake as she made it to the bar. Ariana only have to wait a moment before someone offered to buy her a drink.
Guys are so easy, she thought to herself as she sipped on the Sex on the Beach but after that she ignored him. As she walked away she wiggled her ass again just so he remembered what he missed out on and she made her rounds around the club. Ariana said hello to many of her friend and flirted her way through the club. She spent some time laughing and talking with several of her other friends. Each one of the got numerous drinks for free as the night progressed and they giggled and flirted but never let any guy get anywhere with them.
Ariana noticed something though as she laughed, danced and flirted. There was a guy watching her, not the normal one who stared and drool. But, one that watch with an intense gaze like he knew her or like she was an open book to him. He watched her dance and instead of drooling over her ass, the man watched her eyes. She didn't see him all the time but he was there ... watching and weighing her. As the night wound down, she was finishing her last drink when he walked up to her.
He brushed the dark hair out of his eyes as he walked up to her. She smiled her smug little smile thinking she has him but it faltered as she realized he didn't have that look of the average horny guy on his face. He looked at her like she was naked and laid bare for him already. But instead of saying anything he just put something down on the table top and kept walking. His gaze meet hers for a moment and she had to repress a shiver from the intensity of it. Ariana watched as he continued to walk away for her table. It surprised her that he didn't even look back and curiosity got the better of her. She picked up the card and read it. The front had Watcher and right below it a pair of manacles stretched across the bottom of the card. She turned it over and read the single word in big black letters: "MINE".
When she looked up, she didn't see him anymore.
"What do you have there?" Cindy asked. Just one of the girls she always hung out with.
"Nothing, just some asshole's card," Ari replied back.
Her friend shrugged as Ariana crumpled the card up and tossed it away.
The girls said their goodbyes and then separated, each jumping on their phones to call or text. The lovely brunette called her little boy toy that she used when she felt the urge but got no answer. She growled under breath as she left the club. Ariana walked to her car and after a few steps felt like someone was watching her. She picked up the pace and blended with a group of people walking in the same direction. The night lost some of the edge to it as she walked with these strangers to her parked car. As she separated herself from them and remotely unlocked her car she breathed a sigh of relief. Climbing into her car, she immediately locked the door and looked around. She wasn't sure but she thought she saw that same guy from the club walk down a side street.
Ariana made her way home driving a little recklessly, just enough to enjoy a little thrill but not enough to get caught. Not that she ever worried about getting a ticket, some cute pouting and a few fake tears and she was out of a ticket and on her way. She pulled up in front of her complex, parking her little car in her spot. As she started to get out, her phone chimed saying she had a new text message. She knew it was going to be her little boy toy. But the message she got was not the message she expected.
"Sorry bb can't tonight, football in the morning", the text read.
"GRRRR," she texted back and then turned off her phone.
Ariana got out of her car and headed to the security door to her apartment complex. The building was a big, newer apartment building, filled with a modern lights, security doors and systems. She punched in her codes and opened the door. The building was quiet as she walked down the hall, her heels clicking on the floor. The security guard nodded at her and smiled as she walked past the desk.
"Ma'am," the guard said, in greeting.
"Hi," she returned, just walking by.
"Have a good night, ma'am."
"You too."
She stopped in front of the elevator and pushed the button. The chime started immediately as it came to the first floor. It was an elevator ride up the five stories to her floor, it gave her just enough time to fume at her boy toy for not being ready to come over and fuck. The elevator dinged and the doors opened, revealing a brightly lit hall. She thought she heard footsteps in the hall as she walked towards her apartment. This apartment complex was ultra-secure and she wasn't too worried but she moved towards her apartment door. As she rounded the corner, she heard a door in the distance close and she smiled at herself for being so paranoid. The hallway was well lit and had lovely bluish grey tile and her heels clicked against it as she walked. About halfway to her door, she saw the door just to her right open up and a hand latched onto her arm. She had barely enough to give a startled yelp as she was pulled into an apartment. A strong hand covered her mouth as she tried to yell and an arm wrapped around her waist trapping her against a bigger, stronger body. The man, she assumed, pushed the door closed and pushed, dragged her into the living room. She kicked and screamed into his hand, her struggles got her nowhere as he squeezed her tighter. It was a little hard for her to breathe as the arm around her chest pushed the breath from her body. It was a nice apartment and cushy coach was the first thing she really got to noticed as she got pushed onto it. Ari twisted around on the seat and she looked up and she saw that smile. That smug smile from the bar which was attached to the dark hair goatee wearing guy that left the card. He was in a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie... very old school look to him.
"What the fuck?" She asked loudly, not quite screaming.
"Hi, Ari," the man said to her calmly.
She stared at the man trying to place him.
"Don't bother little one, you have seen me a lot but you never have paid attention. But that is going to change tonight."
"Whatever," she said in her best fake valley girl voice as she tried to get up off the couch.
He gently pushed her back down.
"Not yet, darling I will let you leave soon enough if you want to but first I am going to have your attention for once," He said.
"Whatever," Ariana said as she tried again.
"Nope," he said again as he pushed her back down a little firmer this time.
"I'll scream."
"Go ahead."
She looked at him, stared at him and took a deep breath but stopped from yelling by the look on his face. The girl had never seen such a serious and almost stern look on anyone face before, she knew she could scream but then he would stop her. The breath escaped her slowly as came to that realization and she wearily watched him.
