Chapter 1 Suite 1702

The elevator hummed,gliding up the thirty floors like a secret. Ashley's reflection flickered in the mirror-paneled walls,hotel uniform still stiff from her shift,hair tugged back into a low bun,and nerves stiched into her spine like embroidery.

She clutched the tray tighter. One bottle of Yamazaki whisky,two crystal tumblers,and a man waiting behind a penthouse door.

Suite 1702.

she didn't recognize the name on the order -Mr. K. Ashford- but she'd heard the whispers. Tech mogul. Billionaire. No photos online, private as hell. The kind of man who owned silence and filled rooms with gravity.

she knocked once. The door opened before her knuckles even left the wood. And there he was.

He wasn't just handsome. He was dangerous. Devastating.

"Room service", she managed. His eyes dragged down her body,slow, unfocussed, glossy with drink. "You're not the usual girl".He said.

"l... I'm just covering for someone", she spoke. "Here's your bottle".

But instead of taking it, he stepped back, " Bring it in".

Hesitation flarred in her chest. This wasn't protocol. she should leave it at the door. But his voice curled around her like smoke, and something in her - a fragile, reckless spark-moved her feet forward

The suite was dim, lit only by the city to through ten- foot windows. Tokyo glittered like spilled diamonds. The king- sized bed sat rumpled, sheets kicked halfway off, and the scent in the air was all leather and warm cologne and heat.

she set the tray down. "Would you like ice or-"

He closed the door behind her. Then silence. She turned,breath stalling as she realized he was closer. Too fucking close. And those dark eyes of his like black coffee in the morning,were locked on her like he was trying to remember who sage was,or convince himself he didn't care.

"Don't be nervous",he said softly, stepping into her space.

"I'm not _",her voice caught again. His fingers were already sliding beneath her chin.

"I've had a shit week",he whispered,thumb brushing her bottom lip."You don't have to say a word. Just stay."

She could have walked away. Should have. But her heart was pounding in her throat,blood rushing hot to places that made her thighs squeeze. His mouth was inches from hers,warm breath threading between them.

"S...sir please. I...I have to go. You are drunk a...and I've served you so I have to go serve others",she breathed.

She walked away,one step. Two. Before she could take the third step,he caught her wrist, dragged her back to him and pinned her against the wall.

"Who gave you permission to walk out on me?!",he exclaimed. "I give the orders here, understand?!".

"Sir please,I don't want to go through any pain...",she cried.

"Pain?",he laughed. "Don't worry,I'll be gentle. Its sweet".

...To be continued......

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