"Lasa-ne. Lasa-ma sa o vad." (Leave us. Let me see her.)

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I look up towards the mysterious voice that had spoken earlier.

"Who brought you up here?" He asked. The mystery stepped forward into the light. At least I can see my rapist/murderer clearer now. The man seems to be in his late twenties, he has the most piercing blue eyes that I have ever seen, perfectly gelled jet-black hair, and a tattoo poking through the collar of his most likely designer suit. Overall this man is the definition of handsome and dangerous.

"No one brought me here...I came up here." I whispered the last part.

"You are very brave, printesa." (Princess) I knew this Adonis would either be my savior or would throw me back to the wolves. His face was expressionless.

"You're too innocent to be around these types of pacatosi." (Sinners) What language is this?!? The mystery man decided to sit down next to me in the booth. I tried to make some space between us but he decided to put me on his lap.. What the hell is it with these men and them putting me on their lap?!? Strangely I did not feel weird or disgusted being in his lap. I looked at this man to find that he was staring right back at me. I blush and look away, but before I can he grabs my chin.

Third POV:

The mystery man who had Amelia on his lap was Nikolay Pavel. Nikolay looked at this beautiful creature in his arms and wondered how she got mixed up with one of his gorile (goons). I'm going to have them sters complet (wiped out). Victor, Ivan, Calvin, and Stefan have been slacking for months. He could tell that this woman had been crying and for some odd reason he felt a mixture of empathy and attraction for her. Seeing the tears roll down her face, awoken something in Nikolay.

"What is your name, printesa?" Nikolay asks, Amelia. He still had her chin with her trying to look anywhere but at him.

"Amelia... I'm sorry for interrupting your party. Please let me go." Amelia spoke no louder than a whisper afraid of what he might do, after all, she was in a strange place with a stranger.

"Aren't you going to ask me my name? It's Pavel."

"It's nice to meet you... Um, are you going to hurt me?" Nikolay let go of Amelia's chin and wrapped his arms around her waist. He couldn't help but frown at her question. He wouldn't dare hurt this woman. She looks so innocent and frail. Nikolay caressed her right cheek with the back of his hand and said:

"Printesa, I would never harm you."

Amelia looked at Pavel and started to calm down a little. She couldn't help but blush at and smile while he caressed her cheek. It might have been just one simple and intimate act but it calmed her nerves greatly. Nikolay pulled Amelia closer to him and kissed her. Amelia could taste his minty breath as they both fought for dominance. Nikolay's kiss was different from Ashton's. Nikolay kiss is wild and possessive. While Ashton's kiss is soft and gentle. Amelia pulled away and gasped for air but that didn't stop Nikolay from making love bites on her neck.

"Pavel" Amelia moaned as Nikolay licked and kissed her neck. Nikolay grabbed and then slapped her butt. He couldn't help but smirk at her reaction. Amelia could feel his erect cock against her butt and decided to be a little frisky and grind against it. Nikolay groaned at her action and thought who knew that this innocent woman could be a little minx? Suddenly Amelia turned away.

"No. . no. . no. . This is wrong." Amelia said. She tried to get up again but failed.

"What's wrong, printesa?" Nikolay thought she was having a good time.

"I shouldn't be doing this. I'm not this type of girl. . . I need to go back to Teresa. I'm sorry. ." Amelia looked down. What would my brothers think of this? Amelia thought.

Amelia's POV:

I shouldn't have walked up those stairs. . . I shouldn't have danced with Ashton and I shouldn't be near Pavel.