Y/N's POV:

"And you'll end up tied to my bed and i'll make sure you'll be begging and screaming my name, so that will be the only word that will come out of your pretty lips. Clear now?"

My heart pounded like crazy but kept a straight face.
I nodded slowly, then he smiled again and came closer to my neck so his lips brushed against my skin.
This send me shivers down my spine.

"You can imagine the rest."

I got wide eyes and blushed hard, then he moved away and sighed against my mouth.

"Very well then, we don't want to waste our time here so let's go, shall we?" He smiled and his hand touched mine and our fingers wrapped together.

"Wait." He stopped walking.

"What?" I turned my head towards him.

"I didn't take the lotion." He said and started to push me back to the room.

"What the- lotion?!"

"A-ha, i always take the stuff what hotel owes me." He opened the door again and ran inside as if someone else would take it from him.

"Are you serious? I'm sure you can buy the same bottle of it in a nearby store here." I explained while he was searching in the bathroom.
"It's not the same." I heard him say back.
I crossed my arms and waited.

Then he came out full of hands of small bottles.
"Um, you said you're going to take just a lotion. But i guess i was wrong." I raised an eyebrow.

"I know. But, they have this little soaps and shampoos too." He showed his hands.
"You're grown man, you know."

"Yeah, so?"
Then a few soaps fell from his hands, on the floor.

"May i put them in your purse, please?" He asked and smiled awkwardly.

I rolled my eyes and opened the purse for him, and put all of them inside.
"Happy now?" I chuckled.

"Mhm." He nodded happily.

~time skip~

When we left the hotel, Striker drove me to the bar he mentioned to me earlier.

When we got there, I noticed a huge amount of pink light shining from the building.
We stepped out the car and started walking towards it.

A few imps were standing outside smoking or making out infront of everyone. But i just ignored them, such things are normal here, it can be even worse.

When we entered, the bar was huge.

Modernly furnished, in the middle was a stage with painted stars and crosses.
And a huge number of people sat at tables and talked or sang on songs, played through speakers on stage.

"Wait, is this the place where you got drunk?" I asked.

"Oh yeah." He laughed a bit. "You never been here before?"

"I may have noticed the building before but never entered." I replied.
"You know, the whole bar reminds me of miss Mayday. You know, the pop star you were talking to but you didn't even know who she is."

"Oh her, right. I don't remember much about our whole conversation."
Striker grabbed my hand.
"Alright, let's go for a drink, madam." He flirted.

"Sure, handsome." I saw a little blush
appeare on his face.

We went to the counter to order some drinks. There was an imp behind the counter, but his face showed that he was completely tired of his job here.

He wiped the glasses completely slowly and rolled his eyes when he saw us.

"Howdy Jimbo, how are you doin' man." Striker greeted him with a smirk.

"It's Jerry for fuck sake." He told back rudely.

"That's what i said." Striker grinned at the man.

"Ugh, i'm not in a mood for your cocky shit. What do you want?" Said Jerry annoyingly.

"Well you see, i brought this pretty lady with me, and i'd like to make this night absolutely perfect for her. What would you like, love?"

I smiled and and thought for a second what drink should i get.
"Hm, i'll have (your fav drink), please."
I ordered.

Jerrys gaze was focused on me.
He nodded and turned his head towards Striker again who was still smiling.

"Would you drop that fucking smile of yours. Just order already!" Jerry gritted his teeth.

"Alright, alright. I will have my usual." Striker chuckled a bit.

Jerry went to prepare our drinks while Striker and I checked a place a bit more.
Striker leaned with his elbows on the counter next to me and talked.

"You tease him quite a bit, ha?" I fixed my hair and laughed a little.

"A bit yeah, we've known each other when we were teens. His parents used to come to our farm to buy fodder."
he explained.

"Oh, so you guys got along back then?" I asked.

"He was a very grumpy guy. Well he still is but I still liked hanging out with him."
Before I wanted to say anything, however, someone interrupted us.

"Well well, look who's here~." I heard a sweet voice of a woman. I turned my gaze and my jaw almost dropped.

The pop star Verosika Mayday stood infront of us.

She took off her fluffy coat and gave it to her hellhound, Vortex and revealed her tight black and white dress, so her curves were shown.

I got wide eyes when i saw her in person.

"Came to see the show?" She smiled.

"Oh wait, this is tonight? Oh well, you don't mind that i brought-" Striker's hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"Y/N with me." He finished.

"Got yourself a girly now, huh?" She put her hands on her hips and smirked.

"Your drinks." We heard Jerry behind us who put our drinks on the counter.

"Thank you, sir. How much-"

"Hold up, i'll pay. What are you doing." Striker pull out some cash and gave it to Jerry.

"But- you already payed for the hotel and-"

"I invited you out on a date. So what's your deal."

"Ooh, a date?" I questioned.

"Yeah, what else?" He softly smiled and took a sip of the whiskey.
I looked towards the direction where Verosika was before. But she was no longer there.

"She left already?" I scratched my head and drank some of my drink.

"Nah, she's right there." Striker pointed towards the stage where romantic music began to play and Verosika’s voice overpowered the entire bar.

Groups of couples got up from their tables and started dancing to slow music.

I watched them for a bit but then Striker took my hand gently and kissed it. "Care for a dance, love?"

Fuck, his eyes. I mean it, his eyes are so
beautiful.
He was so attractive when he asked me so nicely.

"It would be my pleasure." I answered and we walked on the dance floor.
I was nervous but excited at the same time.

He turned around towards me and put his one hand on my back to pull me closer and with the other one he took, lifted my hand a bit.
I had my left hand on his shoulder.

We started our slow dance. We never broke the eye contact.

Every step I took was careful. As Striker moved I knew right away that he was quite a dancer.
We were swaying and Striker also spun me around looking at me just lovingly.

"Striker?" I asked.

"Hm?"

"You um.... you told Blitz I was the woman you... you know."

He sighed and came closer to my face as we danced.

"You don't get it, do you?" He said.

"Get what?"

"I'm in love with you."

My eyes widen. "I-" I tried to spoke.

"You don't have to say anything." He spun me around again but now that i was turned away from him.
My back touching his chest.

"I'm just letting you know. You're the only interest that I feel something more, I have you in mind all the time, how perfect you are."
He gave me a small kiss on my neck.
I put my hand behind his neck, to feel this beautiful moment.

"I hope we'll make more memories together."
He breathed.

"Y-you love me?"

"Yes, only you darlin'~."

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More Verosika moments are yet to come in next chapter.
You will see what happens. 🤫

[Oh btw that Jerry is just my imaginary character. Don't mind please.]

But until then seeya guys! ♡♡♡