NOT a Fairytale

Chapter 4: Shut down

Roman's POV:

I watched her walking around meeting people, and her eyes fell to me. She was shocked, and astonished.

"Miss Bobby?" I caught her off guard.

"Mister.....?"

I realized, she doesn't even know my name. "You can call me Roman."

"Roman. What are you doing here?" She looked pissed.

"I'll answer your question, if you answer mine." I couldn't help but smile. "Fine, what's your question?" She was back to being seductive.

"Why Bobby?" I asked, and she started laughing.

"Bobby, short for Babayga." She smiled huge. Playing with her fingers. "The Russian word for Boogeyman? Seriously?!"

"It was Tom's idea. He loves the fact I call myself the Boogeyman, or Babayga. So he said with being a special, we should call me Bobby. Answer mine now." She explained, then winked.

"I came to see you, I see you got my gift." I pointed to her necklace.

"This is from you?! Nope, take it back. You aren't giving me my dream job, and a Tiffany diamond choker." She stated, as she was removing the choker.

"No, please take it. Consider the job as my apology for the previous manager, and the choker as an apology for my behavior towards you." I gave her my most pleading look.

"Fine, but this doesn't mean anything. Other than me forgiving you." She gave me a stern look and pointed at me.

"Go on a date with me?" I blurted it, I couldn't hold it in anymore.

She stood there, astonished. Dumbfounded.

"Please?" Great, now she has me begging.

"Oh I could get used to you begging." She has this sexually taunt in her voice. She took two steps toward me, and swayed her hips. She put a single finger in my chest, and pushed. I fell back on my chair. She climbed on top of me straddling me. I couldn't think straight.

"Hands by your sides, and no touching. Or I'll break your hands." She whispered in my ear, blowing gently. It sent shivers down my spine. She ran both hands through my hair, and grabbed two handfuls, pulling my head back gently. She pressed her body into me more.

"I will, not go on a date with you." She whispered in my ear, and abruptly got off me and walked away. Leaving me rejected, hot and bothered. She is going to be a challenge. I've never been turned down.

Diamond's POV:

After teasing Roman and turning down his offer, I walked over to Tom. I could see by the look on his face, he wasn't pleased.

"Tom, double Vodka please?" I timidly asked him.

"What did he say to you?" Tom asked sternly.

"He told me, he bought my my choker, and then asked me out! Please Tom, let me drink tonight." I was begging him.

"Its nice to here you beg." I heard a husky seductive voice behind me. Wait, did I just say seductive. I meant annoying. It was Roman.

"Hi again Roman. Anything I can do for you?" I asked sweetly, because there was other customers around.

"Go on a date with me?" He asked again.

"I'm sorry Roman, I can't date customers." I replied making sure he understood I had to play nice.

"Well, I'm not a customer, I'm the owner of this club, so does that change things?" His voice was seductive, dripping with sexual tension. Almost making me melt and give in.