You and your best friend decided to go clubbing. You did your makeup, styled your hair, and chose a black mini dress, while your friend wore a red dress. Both of you looked beautiful and alluring.

When you both entered the club, you saw it was spacious with booming music and colorful lights. Your friend looked at you.

"I'll go get us drinks. Find us a spot to sit." She said before walking away.

You watched her leave, but instead of finding a place to sit, you headed to the dance floor, where many people, especially women, were dancing. You began to dance and sway your hips to the rhythm of the music, but before you had danced for long, a man interrupted you by wrapping his arms around your waist. You stopped and looked up at him.

"What's your name?" He asked. He was very tall, with a large build and extremely handsome.

Annoyed, you pushed him away. "I'm not saying." You said and continued dancing.

He chuckled softly, still looking at you. "Let me ask again, what's your name?"

You stopped, frowned, and looked back at him. "Once again, I'm not saying and I'm not interested."

He continued to smirk, intrigued by your attitude. He moved closer to you and wrapped his arms around your waist again.

"Then I'll call you mine."