Draken's frustrated face was common in everyday life, the blond with the dragon tattoo just wouldn't give up trying something with you. That was simply out of the question; you saw him grow up in the same brothel where you work.

"Damn, Alana. I can give you all the money you want, but just be mine." He growled close to your ear as he gripped your waist with big, strong hands.

The crush Draken had for you was nothing new, now that he's an adult he wants to make you his and his alone.