Stuck with him

Vivienne POV

I was so tense to think clearly, it was late. The restaurant was empty, all the customers had already left except for a couple and the drunk man. I didn't know how to get rid of him. After he grabbed me by force, I got scared that I thought he would do something bad to me. The way he gripped my waist so tight had me sweating from fear and I wanted to scream for help since people were around and if the man wanted to do anything bad to me in public then he would get arrested, however to my surprise the man was sobbing. It was rare to see a man crying and looking at the man I wondered how a good-looking man would act so carelessly. He was too drunk to move or lift his hand. I stayed there sitting in his lap while he said so many weird things I didn't understand

He was cursing and calling all women cheaters.

I patted him on his back, a little hesitant because it still felt odd for me to be sitting in a man's lap. It took some time for me to escape his hold.

“Thanks for coming,” I said to the couple, who handed me a tip and left the restaurant. I sighed heavily and glanced at the watch and it at nearly midnight.

After making a quick change in my normal clothes, blue faded loose ripped jeans with a small black crop sweatshirt with sneakers. I took my small backpack and my phone. I made sure the alarm clock was on and nothing in the kitchen was improper, then I left. I glanced at my boss's office, and it was locked.

“Idiot,” I cursed, recalling how a bastard our boss was. He made us work hard and earned him a lot of money, while he squandered like the scoundrel he was. Putting that to the back of my head, I walked back to the dining area grabbed, the keys from the cashier's counter and prepared to head out when I heard a loud noise of a bottle breaking.

“Oh no!” I muttered and made a run for it towards table ten. It seemed I was cursed to meet such a man. I was worried he could hurt himself with broken glass pieces and once I got there.

He muttered with hiccups keeping, me at arm's length. 

“Don't…don't touch me,” my eyes narrowed as I watched him dig through his coat. I was shocked he even remembered he had a black coat, seeing the state he was in. It was fascinating how he was fighting with the coat, not sure what he was getting but my, yes, widened when he took out his black wallet. He couldn't hold his balance and was shaking with his head lowered and his hair falling over his forehead. He looked handsome even in the worst state. I shifted my eyes to his wallet, and he opened it and took out a lot of money. I didn't see how much exactly. But I guessed he remembered to tip me. Of course, I deserved a tip for the trouble he made me go through with him, but the many notes he was taking out made me frown.

“H-here…thanks…hiccups…thanks for listening,” to my shock he walked closer to me startling the living daylight out of me as he nearly fell on me but rested his large hands on my shoulders then connected our forehead, he was breathing heavily, and his breath smelled like liquor. I was perplexed not sure what he was doing but when he shoved the money in the back pocket of my jeans he whispered something about being a good listener, I moved back from him out of fear and just like that he walked past me and stumbled away leaving me shocked, but I didn't think much as I shrugged knowing I deserved the tip after all. It wasn't free money. I heard the restaurant door slamming shut, and I exhaled in relief.

“One customer down…zero to go… Vivie, now you are free to go,” I said with cheers as I reached my hand to my back pocket and retrieved the cash I was given, and immediately I brought it to my front, my eyes widened in shock when I held a large amount of money.

“No…no, what if he comes back and says I stole from him,” I said in a worried tone and took to my heels as I rushed after them, not realizing that I forgot to grab the keys and lock the restaurant. I hoped the man was still out there and once, I opened the door and rushed out into the night, my eyes had to narrow a little to see properly because it was too dark outside. 

The place wasn't isolated but enclosed by two tall old buildings which acted as casinos, cheap casinos and nightclubs. I ignored that and ran towards the parking lot which wasn't big and well lit so that I could see some parts of it and to my luck, I spotted the tall man fighting to get his car open. He was bending down and patting his hands on the dirty gravel, and I guessed he dropped something.

“S-sir!” I shouted after him from afar, unfortunately, he wasn't paying attention; hence I took to my heels and ran to him, I played basketball running was my specialty that was why my coach chose me as the team captain “sir…oh god,” I said with heavy breaths when I reached his car and rested my hand on my beating heart turn chuckled, and I leaned to his car to catch my breath, unfortunately, he didn't even notice I was there he was looking for his car keys I'm sure. My eyes narrowed as I bent down to help him out.

“You must be looking for your car keys huh…let's look together,” I said with a smile and went on my knees and started helping him out. I wondered why no one came to get him. He was drunk so how would he drive the car “found them!” I exclaimed with excitement as soon as my hand touched something and unexpectedly pressed a button when trying to retrieve the keys and the car made a noise.

“Give,” he simply said, but I shook my head keeping, the keys away from him. He could barely look up or stand, so how was he going to drive?

“You're…” I started saying, but to my shock, the man used enough force and trapped me against his car. “S-sir…please,” I tried to move away from him, but unfortunately, he cupped my face with both hands.

“Sir stop…” he was just staring at me with an intense gaze. His bright eyes glimmering “I…” I tried to say, attempting to ignore the sensation rushing through my body, to my shock the man crushed his lips on mine. Before I could push him away, he started kissing me forcefully, his stiff tongue pushing its way between my clenched teeth.

“N-no!” I tried between kisses, but he gripped the back of my head pulling me closer to him. His hand snaked around my waist as he trapped me completely. He tasted alcohol, bitter and intoxicating. His kisses were subtle as he explored my mouth with his tongue. I couldn't get enough, my knees weakened as my body gave in to the scalding pleasure. All my senses were dulled as I responded fiercely. However, 

“No!” I pushed him away with so much force that he stumbled backwards and nearly fell.

“Don't fucking do that ever again!” I said breath while wiping my mouth feeling disgusted by him. He didn't say anything but simply held his head while trying to balance on his feet.

“Look here sir…you're a jerk. I'll forgive you this one,” I tried to say calmly, but he ignored me and returned to his car. It looked expensive, and I guessed he was not an ordinary man. Even his car screamed millions of dollars.

"S-sir…hold still…get in,'' I struggled to say and tried with all my might to settle the man in his car, but he was difficult to move.

“What to do?” I muttered with a long sigh as I rested my hands on my hips and glanced up at the dark blue sky. I was damned, and I knew my night was cursed. All I wanted was to go home and rest before tomorrow but now, I was sure it was past midnight. 

“Where does he live…” I asked, not sure what to do with him. I could leave him in the car until morning but then again that wasn't so safe.

“Some men just let themselves go…I wonder if he's married…I'm sure his wife is going crazy waiting for her husband…such men,” I scoffed with disdain looking back at the man then reaching my hands for the steering wheel. He was a lot of trouble, and now he seemed to have targeted a poor girl like me to handle him.