It was a typical Friday night when I found myself at the casino with my girlfriends. They had dragged me along, promising a night of fun and excitement, but all I could think about was my bed and the comfort of my home. As they giggled and flirted with the staff, I found myself feeling out of place, like a fish out of water. I excused myself to the bathroom, hoping for a brief moment of solitude amidst the chaos.

But fate had other plans for me that night. As I made my way through the crowded casino, I accidentally bumped into someone, causing me to stumble and nearly fall. Before I could even register what had happened, a strong hand reached out to steady me. I looked up to see a tall, well-built man with dark hair and intense blue eyes staring back at me.

Even though I was the one who had bumped into him, he apologized profusely, his voice deep and smooth, sending shivers down my spine. He exuded power and masculinity, a dangerous combination that left me feeling both intimidated and intrigued. I couldn't help but stare at him, feeling a strange pull towards him. "Please, let me make it up to you," he said, flashing me a charming smile. "Perhaps dinner at my place tonight?"