THRD POV.

"You're joking!" Connor laughed as a regular customer rambled on about their life.

Connor tried so hard to ignore the intense stare Viktor was giving him.

He didn't want to show that he was bothered but at this point, the scary-looking man was kind of scaring him.

And turning him on.

Connor was weird like that.

"Yes! Did you know how long it took for me to grab up the courage of asking that guy out?" Jacob chattered, he was a few inches taller than Connor and had a bit more muscle mass than the bartender.

He would always come up to the club to talk to Connor about his failed attempts at relationships.

Quite frankly he liked, Connor and of course, Connor knew but je was just waiting for him to tell him.

Not to give him a chance or anything but to turn him down.

Jacob was cute and all but he wasn't Connor's type. And hearing him talk on and on about his love conquest wasn't much of a turn-on either.

So Connor would just play nice with him until the man finally balls up and confess.

Until then he'll enjoy the tips.

"Well, maybe with the next guy you should ask before it's too late," Connor advised wiping the counter.

"Yeah, maybe I should," Jacob mumbled under his breath before raising his head.

"Umm, speaking of asking I was thinking you know since you're-"

"Connor!" a gruff voice called interrupting Jacob making the man quickly advance his glare onto the guy only to find out that it was Scarface.

Immediately he cleared his throat turning his gaze away.

"Gin and tonic," Viktor gruffed making Connor smile.

"Ah! This is the first time you ordered something else to drink!" Connor beamed as he began making the drink.

"So like do you have my answer now?" Connor quried staring Viktor down questionably.

Viktor only raised a brow in confusion before tilting his head.

"If you're gay or not?" Connor replied making Viktor sigh heavily.

Suddenly, Connor had just realized that Scarface, Viktor wasnt wearing his glasses today.

Viktor's eyes were the most beautiful tint of gray with a hint of blue, Connor had ever seen.

"If you ask me that question one more time, Zaychik," Viktor growled making Connor pout.

Damn all he wanted was an answer.

"You know you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen," Connor started bearing his eyes into Viktor's.

"В тебе есть что-то очень тревожно," Viktor muttered his gaze traveling down Connor's body.

There's something very troubling about you.

Connor's heart tightened even though he couldn't understand.

"Whatever, here's your gin and tonic, Scary-man," Connor stated passing the drink over to Viktor.

Connor gasped when Viktor's hand touched his, instantly grasping his gaze.

"Listen well, Zaychik, that man you're talking to is not who you think he is, be careful," Viktor warned before releasing Connor's hand.

Connor stared dumbfoundedly at Viktor before nodding.

Walking back over to Jacob Connor smiled only to be met with a glare.

Jacob's eyes flickered over to Viktor who in return raised his brow.

Looking back to Connor his jaw clenched while his fists tightened.

"You dating that guy?" Jacob questioned.

"That it's none of your business, Jacob," Connor answered reaching his hand out to take Jacob's empty glasses.

Jacob growled as he roughly Connor's wrist.

"It's just a simple question Connor, I've been telling you my business so why can't you?! I thought we were friends," Jacob bellowed.

Connor scowled pulling his wrist from Jacob before glaring at him.

"Don't get me wrong Jacob you're a customer. And did I ever ask you to tell me your business?" Connor clarified.

Jacob raised his hand to grab Connor only for him to be pulled out of his seat.

It was one of Viktor's men.

"Keep your hands to yourself," Viktor grunted his voice low and gritty as he kept his eyes on Connor while taking a sip of his drink.

Viktor sure wasn't much of a man with words but his eyes said everything.

And they were on Connor, burning their gaze into his skin.

"He's not yours, Viktor you have no right to-"Jacob shouted drawing the attention of everyone in the club.

"Dah, he is. He's my bartender now, take this mutt out of my club," Viktor growled, his gaze still on Connor even as Jacob screamed to be let go while they dragged him out of the club.

Viktor couldn't understand but ever since that night he had helped Connor he couldn't rid his mind of him.

Yeah sure, Connor was a beautiful-looking man but that doesn't stray away that Viktor had never felt any physical attraction to women and men prior.

He also felt irritated that every time he saw Connor talk or get himself into trouble he had the urge to help him.

Viktor wasn't that type of person.

To find himself emotionally involved.

Still, everyone's eyes were on the two. Viktor's eyes looked around making everyone avoid his gaze before he flickered them back over to Connor.

"Come here," he gruffed out to Connor.

Connor rolled his eyes while he made his way over to the handsome -scary-looking man.

"I'm taking you home," Viktor announced.

"No, you're not," Connor chuckled but immediately stopped when he saw Viktor was serious.

"Dah I am, Zaychik," Viktor declared.

Damn this man and his Russian.

Connor thought, Viktor Russian turned him on.

"Fine, whatever," Connor huffed giving up.

Why would he fight against it when Viktor was extremely attractive and was doing it for his safety?

"What does 'Zeyjak' mean and why do you keep calling me that?" Connor quried, failing to pronounce the word.

Connor's heart thumped when saw Viktor smile.

It was absolutely breathtaking.

"I guess you'd have to figure it out by yourself, Zaychik," Viktor chuckled.

"Wow, that's mean," Connor pouted.

"Why are all your shirt cut?" Viktor questioned starting at the boy's crop top.

He's been watching Connor for a couple of days and all the man ever do is wear crop tops.

"You mean my crop top?!" Connor laughed.

"Yes, I hate it, the men in here stare at you too much like you're a piece of meat," Viktor rambled without noticing.

This was the most he'd had ever talk to Connor.

And also was Viktor Jealous?

"Especially when you wear those sheer ones that showcase your nipple piercings. I forbid you from wearing them," Viktor scowled not after hearing soft chuckles that we were coming from Connor.

He had talked too much.

"Well I'm sorry, Big guy, but it's my body my choice," Connor smiled. Viktor's eyes narrowed before looking down at Connor's chest.

Connor blushed under the man's gaze.

"Hmm, I suppose," Viktor muttered.

"To answer your question earlier," Viktor began catching Connor's attention n.

"I'm neither gay nor straight, but there is someone who's caught my eye," Viktor announced.

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