Trapped in the Underworld

It was party time. The whole house was filled to the brim. I was told to be a waiter for tonight. There were going to be ten of us, and I was among them. I was dressed in a nice waiter uniform. The mansion was so big that it had a large hall a few meters away from the building; that's where the event took place.

I served the men who came over. They all came with their respective wives and girlfriends. There were lots of them. I'm sure they were all into the mafia business. I don't know how many lives they must have taken. I've heard so many stories about the mafia world.

I was being careful not to spill the drinks. This wasn't my first time working as a waiter. It's something I can do best. While I was done serving the ones in my trolley, I went back to get some more. The manager, who was in charge of the party, directed me to take some drinks to Nicholas' table.

I tried pleading with him to send someone else, but he insisted that I should go instead. I had no choice but to push my trolley down to the table. I swallowed hard as I got to the table. Nicholas had a girl sitting on his lap. There were other men with ladies on their laps too. I heaved a sigh as I got closer.

I stopped the trolley and began to serve. I could feel their hungry eyes on me. The clothes I wore were rather short than usual. I hated it that these men were staring at me with those lustful eyes. I hated it so much. It made me feel like I was a prostitute, and I'm not one of them.

I got closer to Nicholas' side and dropped a glass of wine in front of him. As I leaned to keep a glass, I could feel him taking a deep breath. I got up and was about to turn and leave, then I felt someone spank my butt. I gasped and turned. I realized that I didn't have the right to snap. I was calm and swallowed the words, but Nicholas surprised me.

"Why did you do that?" he asked the man angrily. "Why? Is she one of your whores too?" The man said, riling him up even more.

"I said shut the f*** up!" Nicholas snapped, and the whole hall went quiet at the sound of his voice. My heart was beating fast because I'm the cause of this. This is my fault.

He got up, and the other man got up too. "You don't want to mess with me, Marvin. When I said don't do that, then don't do it."

Marvin was a little bit scared but was acting all tough. "What will you do if I want to sleep with her, then? Haven't you slept with some of my women? So why is yours different?"

This man was really trying to dig his own grave. Nicholas suddenly flung a chair and jumped on Marvin, who wasn't expecting the attack. I shrieked. I didn't know what to do or what to say.

The other men went to separate them. I stared at them, dumbfounded. I had to head back to my station. I acted as if it wasn't my fault.

"What is happening over there?" one of the waiters asked me. I shrugged. "I don't know."

"You sure you don't know? I thought you took drinks just now to that table," she said, giving me a look.

"I'd left them before the fight happened," that was all I said, and I didn't care anymore what she thought about what I said.

I went to stand at the far end. I just wanted to be out of here. The commotion was too loud. From afar, I could see Marvin with a bloody nose. I shook my head. He is such an ass, and he deserves it.

But why is Nicholas so concerned? Isn't that something he does to other women? So why is he so concerned that someone spanked my butt? Yes, I hate that more than anything, but why is he so concerned? I don't want to get it all twisted. I really don't want to get it the wrong way.

***

The party was over, and we were left to clear the room. The manager called me over. I left what I was doing and went to meet him. He gave me a calculating look and said, "What happened at the table?"

I shrugged. "I don't know."

"Don't lie to me, Amber. I know you're connected to what happened," he said.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said, and he scoffed. "I'm not stupid."

"I'm sorry, I need to clear up the tables," I said and excused myself. I could feel his glare at my back, but I'm not going to satisfy him with gossip.

***

It was really late. I hadn't seen Nicholas since the fight. I wanted to say thank you to him. I don't know why, but I just felt I should say thanks to him.

"Are you looking for someone?" Maya asked from behind.

I turned. "I was only trying to clear my head."

She smiled. "Okay. I'm glad you're trying to adapt to things here."

"I'm trying to follow your advice," I said, and she held my face. "I'm glad you're happy. Make sure you avoid trouble. Also, stay clear of Nicholas."

She kept insisting on this, and I felt bad for not telling her about what he was about to do with me in his room.

"Okay," I said. Maya excused herself and left. I used that moment to head to Nicholas' room. I know I'm crazy for this, but I couldn't wait until tomorrow to thank him. I need to say thank you to him.

I knocked on the door. I made sure no one was watching when I knocked. I heard his faint "come in," so I took that as a sign to go inside.

I met him seated on the edge of his bed. He had his hands on his face. He sat upright to see who it was, then he saw me. There was this look of confusion on his face.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I...I came to thank you," I was able to say.

He cocked a brow. "Thank me for what?"

He asked while he got up. I swallowed hard when he approached me.

"For earlier. You defended me even when you didn't have to."

"You wore such a short skirt, and you expect no one to drool over you?"

"I...I...was made to wear that," I said nervously, because he was now closer to me. His cologne was all over my nostrils.

"You don't get to wear that when there are men like that," he whispered so close. I was losing focus badly when his arms fell on my waist. I wasn't expecting that contact.

Nicholas drew me closer to him. We were chest to chest. I was breathing fast. He pushed a strand of hair behind my ears and said, "You drive me crazy, Amber..."

He said softly, almost lustfully. "You smell so good."

"What are you doing to me?" he whispered so close to my lips. "I want to kiss you badly, sweetheart."

"What are you waiting for?" I didn't realize what I said, but it was out already. I couldn't swallow it back.

Nicholas took that as permission. He claimed my lips in a deep and sensual kiss.