PFMED 4
1076 Words
“How dare you? Do you know who I am? I'm the manager of this club. How dare you treat me like this?”
The manager barked loudly, rubbing his bruised elbow without looking up at the man.
Aria stood still, shaking badly out of fear, but seeing herself being saved by the hero, she couldn't help but stare at the huge man before her.
He was very tall, and his braided hair was black mixed with slight gray.
He was wearing a white shirt, and the sleeve was rolled up to his arm, giving people the perfect view of his bulging muscles and the intricate tattoo on them.
He was also wearing black slacks, and he had a black Italian-made shoe on his leg.
Seeing Aria's gaze on him, he gave her a soft, reassuring glance, and he turned back to the manager.
His face was extremely cold and void of emotion as he faced the manager.
“Rats like you think he's gotten powerful because of my absence. How dare you misbehave with a woman in my club right in my office? Have you forgotten your place?”
The manager trembled slowly and peed himself out of fright after hearing the voice of the big boss.
Reed was extremely angry; he left the club for his son to handle, thinking that he would employ capable people, but it seems he was wrong to hand over the club.
The manager of the club was clearly breaking one of the essential rules of the hotel, and he guessed that this must not be the first time, since the manager even dared to carry out the act in his office.
Reed grabbed the manager by his collar, and he lifted him into the air.
Aria gasped, her hands covering her mouth as it felt unbelievable seeing a person lifting a grown-up fat man in the air.
The manager was left dangling in the air as Reed held him still with one hand.
“Please forgive me, sir. It's not what you think. She's my girlfriend, and we're merely having fun in here, sir. I decided to use it since you're not around, sir. Please pardon me.”
Reed let out a deep-throated chuckle. “Luca, growing old doesn't make me foolish. You are. You mean that this girl who was shouting while you're forcing yourself on her is your girlfriend?”
Aria is still, and coupled with the tingling she's feeling all over her body, her brain becomes foggy.
All she can think of is the man's sexy Adam's apple, which was popping up and down as he talked, and how the braid fitted him perfectly.
Reed turned to Aria. “Hey girl! Are you his girlfriend?”
Aria looked up at him with dull eyes and squinted as if assimilating her words before she finally nodded negatively.
“No, he’s the manager while I'm a bartender.”
Aria looked up at Reed with her eyes becoming moist. “I broke up with my boyfriend.”
Reed's eyes were filled with worry as he saw the change in her emotions.
He finally noticed that she was drunk, with the way her words came out slurred, and one thing that was certain was that she broke up with her boyfriend, and she seemed sad about it, and she said she's a bartender.
Is she also working in his club?
The manager dangled freely in the air, breathing heavily as Reed choked him with his clothes.
“Sir, she's talking rubbish because she's drunk. She's a slut!”
Reed became angry hearing the manager speak ill of Aria.
His teeth were gritted as he pushed the manager against the wall and punched him right in the gut.
Two able-bodied men in black appeared in the room and bowed before Reed.
Reed handed over the manager to them, and they took him away.
Aria finally had Reed pay attention to her.
He walked gently towards her and squatted down in front of her, his gaze very warm and gentle.
“Are you okay?” His voice was filled with worry as he looked at Aria.
He was finally able to view her up close. Her eyes were the most piercing shade of blue, and they seemed to take people in if you stared at her for too long.
Her long blonde hair settled beautifully on her shoulders.
And she's extremely endowed and fair.
With her red-rimmed and hazy eyes, she looked so innocent and sexy.
Reed quickly cleared his throat and cursed himself mentally for thinking so dirty.
“Are you okay?” He asked again since he didn't get an answer the first time.
“How old are you?” Aria's red lips were puckered with a raised brow.
Reed frowned, startled by her unexpected question, before his frown finally turned to a smirk.
“I think that's extremely rude to ask your saviour. By the way, I'm forty-two. Why do you ask?”
Aria gasped dramatically as if she had just heard an unbelievable tale.
“But you look so young and fit; if not for your gray hair, I wouldn't know your age.”
Reed chuckled, finding her very cute. “Well, I'll take that as a compliment, but you need to sleep and get out of here now. Mind if I help?”
Aria raised her hands to him, and he took that as a cue to help her up, but as he supported her up, she crashed into his arms, her cologne filling up his brain.
And coupled with her being drunk, her body was extremely hurt, and her breath was heavy.
Reed knows those symptoms well; he guesses the manager must have added an aphrodisiac to her drink.
Aria, whose body was burning from the aphrodisiac, didn't waste time; she clung to him and whispered sexily into his ear.
“My ex-boyfriend said I'm going to die a virgin, but I want to prove him wrong. Will you help me with that?”
His voice was extremely low and sexy as he whispered back, feeling her body pressed against him. “Are you sure about this? I hope it's not a drunk impulse.”
“No, please.”
His voice was extremely low as he whispered back. “Of course, I'll thorough
ly worship you, but I hope you don't regret it.”
He didn't waste time as he leaned in for a kiss.
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