Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

His hands went up and down back as he sat me beside himself. It was not a chopper that we sat in. It was an extra large sized drone. It was fully automated with a touch screen dashboard and there was barely room enough for two. I think it was a solo seater but he squeezed in us two or not.

He pulled me closer to himself in the pretext of a space crunch.

I swear to the heavens I could have kicked right at his balls or punctured it with my fist in the least. I would have happily confessed about this ‘secret’ to Ryan had it not been for Sarah and I had to close my eyes and keep counting my breath once more, just so my whistle didn’t blow off and I didn’t strangle this mafia shit.

” Have you ever been on one of these? ” He asked me, spreading one arm towards the dashboard while his other lingered near my butt cheek.

Guess he had given a dress so short so he could better access my skin.

I looked away, trying to ignore him as the drone hovered over the cityscape but without any noise or sound.

He grabbed my cheeks with the hand that was free and pressed it so hard that they were hurting my teeth. He pulled my face towards him and repeated,

” Of course you haven’t. I just bought this baby from overseas. One of a kind, still in the pilot stage. They custom made the first one for me and I loved it so much that I pre-booked an entire fleet. ”

Was he trying to show off his money? Why? He didn’t have to. I already knew that they didn’t even know how much they had. They never counted their money. Money was just a number in their accounts.

” Buying what interests me, has always been a passion… ”

Oh! Now I saw where this was headed.

” I never liked competition, you see… ”

His fingers ran up and grabbed my hair from the back and yanked.

” You will find that if you can please me, you can be very well of… ”

No thanks! I was tempted to say that but instead I sat there, rigid as hell.

It pissed him off, I guess. He moved his other hand straight at my pants…

I was horrified. But he looked quite pleased. He stopped right where my clitoris was and smirked at me with a brow that was arched.

I gulped.

” Don’t worry baby girl, daddy has other plans …”

I cringed and gulped harder at that.

The drone soon landed over another magnificent looking building and we got off on a grand helipad.

Two dozens of strong and well built men rushed in. They very much looked like bodyguards.

” How’s everything going? ”

He asked as I adjusted my dress to cover as much of my skin as it could. I was already feeling very self conscious and wanted to attract as little attention as possible.

” The delegates are on their way. All other preparations are done. ”

The one that looked like the head, answered.

” And their accommodations? ”

” All set. We double checked them. ”

I noticed that they were wearing what looked like a uniform. Black and red. Quite a good combination.

He led me down the elevator and soon we were again headed towards a room.

The room was decorated with plush velvet armchairs and chaise lounges arranged tastefully around the room.

In the center of the room stood an ornate bar, complete with a polished granite countertop and a collection of premium spirits and wines. The shelves behind the bar were lined with crystal decanters, each filled with a different vintage wine or rare whiskey which I had never seen or heard of.

There were counters laden with bouquets of flowers and trays of hors d’oeuvres and canapés. The delicate bite-sized treats range from caviar topped blinis to mini lobster rolls.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The soft jazz music was adding to the ambiance of the room. The lighting was dim and its glow didn’t quite feel right.

” This way baby girl… We wait here till it’s time for the party to start downstairs… ”

I followed him as he took a glass from the woman behind the bar and walked inside another door.

There was a room full of elderly men , all in a state of inebriation.

I could pick up snippets of conversations in English, Spanish, French, German, and other languages, all blending together in a cacophony of sounds and accents.

The air was thick with the smell of alcohol, and empty bottles littered the tables and floor. The men were dressed in a variety of styles, from suits and ties to more casual attire, but all seem to be disheveled and unkempt.

As soon as we entered, most of them fell silent.

” Look who we have here, our benevolent host himself… And he brought ourselves such a pretty toy… ”

A red headed one with a very narrow mustache was almost drooling as he looked me up and down and almost devoured me with his eyes.

” Oh no no… My dear Robert. She is not a treat. I have better options prepared for you downstairs. ”

I almost rolled my eyes as I sat at the corner most spot which was empty.

I was in a room full of rowdy old men who were so high, they could gang rape me any moment.

My only savior at the moment was the man who had me ogled all this while. What an irony!

I sat on that spot for minutes that stretched like hours while the men kept flexing about things that I couldn’t even fathom to wrap my head around.

I was fidgeting with my nails and tapping my legs quite involuntarily because I was nervous and bored, when out of nowhere suddenly, he yelled my name,

” Sherry, are you feeling left out? Come with me, let me give you a private tour. “