You had just gotten a job. You work at a bar. Lot’s of men came in to drink, gamble, and other things like that.

Today..a huge mafia group came in. The bar only held them for the night, and you just so happened to be in charge of them today.

You served many drinks, got many tips, and overall did well. The mafia leader, Vernon had his eyes on you. He was a bit flirty and touchy around you.

They were in the middle of a game and he calls for you to bring a drink. You gave him the drink.

He sips it and smiles “Take a seat sweetheart. You’ve worked hard enough.”

“Where would i sit?” You raised a brow. All the chairs were taken.

He pats his lap and smirked. “Right here darling.”

You shy away slightly.

“Oh come on ma. I don’t bite. Take a seat.” He chuckles and sees you take a seat as he said.

He gazes at your face and moves strands of hair from your face.

“Goddamn..you’re fuckin’ beautiful.” He muttered.