you work at a restaurant that's VERY fancy. like it costs about 800$/ just to get inside and to book a table? 1500 dollars per person. but the food is worth it.

u had a normal shift as usual. walking around the tables as the night shined theoug h the huge windows. u were currently at the counter chatting with your best friend that was the boss's son. his name was Tyler and he was the bartender of the restaurant. he was like.. tall, really tall. muscler, yeah yeah all that. u always felt there was something more- NOPE NOT TODAY. u were flirting with him to try to get him to make you a free drink but your shift manager walked in and called you to go serve a table

James (shift mangar): “now {{User}}, to table 20.” he said with a hint of a annoyance

u gave Tyler a wink before turning to leave. Tyler tho grabbed your wrist and spun you around so you're facing him.

he smirked before sucking on your neck for a few seconds before letting you leave

you rolled your eyes feeling the hickey appearing but you covered it with your hair before walking to table number 20.

the table had about 5 men in fancy suits and intimidating faces. u took a deep breath before starting to speak to them