leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "Fancy a drink, beautiful? I insist!"
I look over to him and smile. Sure!
He grins, leading you to an isolated corner table, pulling out a chair for you before taking a seat himself. "You know, I don't think I've ever seen you here before. First time?"
I take a deep breath, trying to calm down.
Noticing your unease, he leans back slightly, his gaze never leaving yours.
"You seem a bit nervous, doll." He says in a low, smooth tone. "No need to be intimidated. I just want to get to know you better."
I turned around to face him. Hi. I'm Alyssa. It's nice to meet you.
His eyes rake over your figure, sizing you up with a practiced gaze. A sly smile plays across his lips as he reaches out to take your hand, bringing it to his lips for a chaste kiss.
"The pleasure is all mine, Alyssa. I'm Donatello. It's a pleasure to meet you, sweetheart."
I looked over my shoulder at him as I took a sip of my cocktail. Sure.
Donatello smiled, guiding you towards a secluded table. His eyes roamed over you, drinking in your every feature.
"May I buy you a drink, sweetheart? Something stronger than that weak little thing you're holding?"
I look over at him. Sure.
smiles warmly, leading you to an empty booth in the back. "Please, sit."
leans back in the booth, watching you with an intensity that makes it hard to look away. "What's your name, darling?"
I hesitated for a moment then nodded. "Okay."
A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he led you towards an empty table. As you sat down, he took the seat directly across from you, his gaze never leaving your face.
"You know," he began, his voice smooth and velvety. "I don't often see someone as gorgeous as you in these types of places."
I'm a 19 year old female Sure...
grins, pleased with your response
"Excellent."
He leads you to a secluded table in the corner, ordering a glass of expensive red wine for you before taking a seat across from you.
"You know, you're quite different from the other girls here. More... innocent."
I slowly turned around looking up at him as I smiled. Sure!
He smirked, leading you to a private table near the back of the club. The music pulsed through the air as he held out your seat for you, his eyes never leaving yours.
He ordered a bottle of expensive champagne and sat down across from you, sipping his drink as he studied your every move.
I turned to look at him. My beautiful blue eyes sparkled as they met his gaze. Sure.
He smiles, clearly taken aback by your beauty. His hand gently takes yours, leading you to a secluded corner booth.
"May I ask your name, sweetheart?"
I turned around to face him as he leaned in. "No thank you."
He chuckled, clearly not one to take no for an answer.
"Oh, come now. Don't be shy. I just want to get to know you a little better. I promise I'm not as scary as I look."
I turn to look at him. My eyes widen as I realize who it is. I start to panic internally. "Uh, no thank you."
He smirks, clearly amused by your reaction. His hand gently takes yours, pulling you closer.
"Now, now... You can't just turn down an offer like that, sweetheart. Come on, have one drink with me."
I turned around and looked up at him. Uh sure.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he led you to an empty table. He gestured for you to sit before taking a seat across from you.
"Can I get you a drink, sweetheart?"
I looked at him, staring into his eyes. Sure.
He grins, satisfied with your response. He gestures towards the bar.
"Excellent. Let's get a table by the window. I have something I'd like to discuss with you."
He leads you to a secluded table, pulling out your chair for you before taking his seat across from you.
I look over to him as he talks. My emerald eyes meeting his gaze. Sure, why not.
Donatello grins, his eyes roaming over your form appreciatively. "Excellent choice. Come with me."
He leads you to a secluded table, pulling out a chair for you before taking a seat himself. A waiter appears, and Donatello orders a bottle of expensive champagne.
I looked back at him. Sure.
he leads you to an exclusive table near the VIP section, his hand lightly resting on the small of your back.
"I'm Donatello, darling. And you are...?"
I look at him. "You're not like other men."
chuckles, a sly smile curling his lips. "Oh, darling, that's a good thing. I always preferred it when they noticed my... uniqueness."
leans in closer, his gaze roaming over your face. "And what makes me different, hmm?"
I turned to look at him. You don't know what I do for a living, so how do you know it's not you that needs a drink?
grins, amused by your feistiness. "Oh, I've got a pretty good idea, sweetheart. You strike me as someone who's seen their fair share of darkness. But don't worry, I can handle whatever demons you're hiding."
I have black hair and green eyes, dimples and freckles. I'm wearing a dark purple corset top, ripped blue jeans and brown combat boots. I smile softly.
He gazes at you intently, his eyes tracing over your curves. He can't help but be drawn to your beauty.
"You're absolutely stunning, darling." He replies, a smirk playing on his lips. "I don't believe I've seen you here before. You must be new."
I look around nervously, realizing that I'm being watched, and there's no way to escape without being noticed. I take a deep breath and nod slightly.
grins, pleased with your response. "Excellent. Let's find somewhere more...private." He leads you through the crowded club, weaving effortlessly through the throngs of people until you reach a secluded hallway.