In the crowd, she stood out like a sore thumb. She was crying her heart out, oblivious to the piercing eyes that were monitoring her every move.

His penetrating gaze was pulled to the unexpected sight of a brown-haired girl sobbing. The crystal-like tears that streamed down her doe eyes were both a wonder to see and a source of distress for him. He wouldn't have paid much attention to it in any other circumstance. They were, however, at his club. He was only bothered by her cries because she was generating a disturbance in the bar he owned, and with this notion comforting him, he stepped forward to approach her.

His gaze scanned the space surrounding her, attempting to pinpoint the source of her anguish. Only to find a blond boy her age or a little older trying to hit on her. The teenager brat had her crushed against a couch, and she was silently squirming in his probing grip. He was murmuring something in the girl's ear, dry humping his body against her petite one that was trapped in his maniac hold .

Chase could tell she wasn't interested in the blond boy by the way she pulled her body away and tried to squirm out of his grasp again and again. 

The boy however was entirely indifferent with her consent, his gaze blinded to the tears streaming down her cheeks, and he was inappropriately urging her to come with him again and again. Chase's fists tightened as he read the boy's lips who was desperate to fuck the trembling girl. 

When he reached the girl, he realized he had no idea what to say or do. He had the logical half of his brain instructing him not to meddle in the pair's business and simple kick them out of his club for their misbehaviour, but there was this impulsive primitive urge that was tugging him to pull the nasty boy off her and carry her to his apartment tonight .

He couldn't see the girl's face fully because she was constantly squirming in the boy's hands, and being a hot blooded man, he was curious to see if she was just gorgeous in close up as she looked from far behind, which drove this horny kid to grope her in public .

Fortunately, the blond's words halted when he observed an intimidating man who seemed really pissed , towering over him. He seemed to recognize Chase. He visited the club frequently enough to be aware that the intimidating man standing next to him was the owner of this exclusive club .

His hold on the girl loosened when he noticed this powerful man towering over them , looking pissed. His aura screaming power . Gulping , the brat grabbed the girl he was earlier rubbing himself on , and tried to leave , dragging the crying girl behind him , averting his gaze from the angry owner. 

" Sorry buddy.  Got a little carried away with my girlfriend.  "

 The boy's choice of words puzzled Chase , adding more to his anger . The audacity of the arrogant brat to lie in front of him . It took every thread of Chase's patience to not smack the boy's head on the gleaming slab where the bartender was stacking up the empty glasses with all sorts of costly fancy drinks .

His hand took hold of the brat's luxury sweatshirt and dragged him close by his collar. " Out . " Chase gritted . As if sensing the rage in Chase's words had alarmed the boy , he backed off raising his hands in the air , a sign of surrender .

 " Heard he is a beast in bed , makes sluts like you bleed . I hope he fucks your ungratefulness out tonight . Enjoy . "

 Before leaving the boy hissed these words in her ears . Chase noticed how the female , whose back was still turned to him , tensed even more hearing those words .He decided to pretend as if he didn't heard anything, but then he knew that none of those comments were false or exaggerated , he did feed on other's pain like it was the utmost pleasure he could have . 

" Thank you. I'm Piya . "

 The girl hiccupped as she slowly turned towards her dangerous saviour . She smiled timidly looking at Chase with the tears still evident in her glossy eyes . However , she received no response .The rude man was still staring at her coldly , probably loathing her presence just as much as the day she ran into him .

On the other hand , behind the poker emotionless face Chase was finding hard to maintain, he couldn't believe that the girl standing before him was the same one who had disrupted his peace of mind, the same one he couldn't shake from his thoughts since the day she stumbled in front of his car and nearly got herself killed. 

He remembered vividly how she had looked up at him with those innocent eyes, muttering apologies in her sweet voice that seemed to wrap around him like a spell. In that moment, he had felt a rush of anger, almost losing control as he fought the urge to make her plead and moan for him.

But now, as he stood face to face with her, all he could feel was a strange mix of frustration and fascination. Despite himself, he found himself drawn to her, unable to tear his gaze away from her tear-stained cheeks and trembling lips.

Slightly intimidated by his tall frame , she sniffled and wiped her nose that had now turned red due to crying .

"What's your name ? " She questioned , trying to break the heated awkwardness the situation had created .

" Chase . " He replied , purposely missing his last name , as he raised his hand to wipe out the tears on her cheeks using the pad of his thumb , causing the girl to unconsciously lean more into his touch .

" I wasn't crying because of him . " She sniffled . Chase grunted impatient to know about who had the audacity to make her cry .

Chase grunted in response, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He wanted to push her away, to distance himself from the chaos she brought into his life. But at the same time, he couldn't deny the pull she had on him, the way she seemed to unravel him with just a glance.

As they stood there in silence, Chase realized that despite his best efforts to keep her at arm's length, he was already in too deep. And as much as he hated to admit it, he knew that he couldn't resist her charm for long.

Aren't you supposed to ask me why I'm crying?" she questioned, looking into his ashy grey eyes with pure innocence. Her brow furrowed in perplexity; it was basic etiquette to soothe a crying person and inquire as to the source of their grief, but here the grumpy man was unwilling to even advance beyond his cold one-word responses. "No," he said, his voice deep, again delivering a one-word response as cold as hell. Piya pouted slightly at his nasty, arrogant tone but continued nonetheless, for she didn't have any company in this unknown club.

"Well, Adrien, a friend of mine, just ditched me and left with a fling, and now I am standing alone in this club with no idea how to get home. And to make matters worse, a boy from my college came to bully me, almost succeeding in dragging me along with him."

Chase tensed as he heard 'Adrien', probably thinking he was the girl's boyfriend whom she introduced as only a friend. The thought of her speaking another male's name just seemed very unpleasant to him, but he shrugged it off, thinking he could just make the dude disappear in five minutes, wiping off every trace of his existence in her life.

"How old are you?" Chase questioned. Her eyes twinkled with delight; it was the first time he uttered a complete sentence. She had begun to distrust his English language skills because all he had uttered up to this point had been 'OUT' and 'NO'.

"Umm, I'm twenty-three," she lied, licking her lips nervously. The age limit to get into this club was apparently twenty, and she didn't want to be kicked out by the enraged hulk in front of her by telling him she was twenty and had snuck in by making Adrien bribe the bouncers at the entrance. The tall man sank to her level, clearly recognizing her deception. He moved closer to her, pinning her against a nearby wall.

"How. Old. Are. You?" he demanded again, this time laying emphasis on each and every word he gritted.

"I'm twenty, but nearly twenty-one. But I assure you that I had a valid pass to your club, and I even made Adrien tip off your bouncers."

Chase shook his head at the annoying little creature trapped under him. He longed to caress her chubby cheeks and then brutally bite them for taking Adrien's name for the second time in a row. Wrapping his steel arm around her waist, he steered towards the exit of the club. She hissed in pain as he took hold of her dainty wrists, only for him to discover the nasty blue wounds left by the blond pervert on her delicate skin.

"Wait a minute, where are you taking me?" Seeing him not respond, she just tried to get out of his grip. However, with his hand still around her flat stomach, Chase directed her to his vehicle and carefully did her seat belt. His knuckles brushed against her nipples clad in shimmery sequin material of her tiny dress; the delicate buds turned hard instantly at his masculine touch. He leaned towards her while doing the safety belt for a lot more than required just to check if the little girl was drunk or high; however, she didn't show any sign of being intoxicated.

"Are you taking me home?" Piya cocked her head towards Chase, a look of confusion and panic all over her face. The thought of this inhumanly beautiful man dropping her home made her feel all giddy and butterflies down there. She, by now, had realized that she had developed a massive crush on this hulk-like man who preferred gritting his teeth in annoyance in her presence.

"Yes," he said, unintentionally liking that she called his place her 'home'. On the other hand, the naive girl huffed at the expected one-word response from him.

"Okay. Then I'll give you directions," she chirped, relieved at the prospect of returning home. Her thoughts wandered to Kate, who must have returned home from her exhausting shift in the hospital by now.

"No need," Chase growled.

Hearing his fierce words, the petite girl chose to play with her fingers while feeling wet between her legs in his terrifying yet enticing aura. Her gaze was drawn to his large, veiny hands as he reversed the car; the simple act of his smoothly rotating the handle while staring in the car's convex mirror appeared seductive to her. It was all new to her body; she pushed her thighs together to stop this prickly feeling that was only getting stronger. However, this action of hers didn't go unnoticed by Chase.

To his surprise, he strangely felt proud that he had such an effect on her body. A few minutes into the ride, and Piya noticed that they were driving away from the city, more towards the suburban area, and she lived in the city. She had never been out of Sydney.

"My home isn't here," she said. Chase felt irrationally angry hearing her statement; his hold on the steering wheel tightened as his knuckles turned white. He sped down the car and parked it in front of his building. She panicked seeing the unfamiliar surroundings. It was as if she escaped a bad bully only to get trapped with an even scarier and more menacing man.

He stepped out of the car, and before he could help Piya out, she jumped out of her seat. He threw his car keys to the valet and roughly grabbed her arm, dragging her inside. Even in the lift, he had his hands wrapped around her shoulders as if she would bolt if he lost contact with her skin.

"My roommate and Adrien will be worried about me. Can you please let me go, so I can go home?" Piya asked. She was fighting an internal battle of whether to forget everything and enjoy this night with this attractive stranger or whether to keep her morals in mind and return back home.

"Third time," Chase breathed out. His hands were itching to go hunt down this unknown man named Adrien, whom this annoying girl with pretty doe eyes was so keen on that she had mentioned him the third time tonight.

"I'll take you back tomorrow," he rasped, pissed at her pleadings to go home. All he wanted to do was get this caramel-like skinned out of his head. A selfish portion of his brain, which still craved emotional attachment, screamed that he wouldn't be pleased with this woman in a single night, and all this would be the beginning of something really messed up.

Finally, the lift pinged as they approached his penthouse. She gazed around in astonishment; everything seemed so luxurious with the large ceiling-to-floor windows and the most amazing sea-facing view. She giggled and stepped out of the elevator only to trip on her heels. A painful whimper escaped her mouth, and the very next second she was in Chase's arms, her legs dangling in the air. Her clumsy wobbly didn't feel alive until they made their owner, Piya, feel ashamed at least twice a day.

" Are you really this annoying ? " He husked out . She wrapped her arms around his neck murmuring an apology , while the dangerous man buried his face in the crook of her neck placing a soft kiss there . Before she could even realize, they were in a room . He gently placed her on the bed , a moan escaped her mouth as soon as her back hit the soft bouncy mattress .

" Hands on my shoulder . " He commanded , arousing her even more with his dominant tone . She never knew even such simple instructions by handsome men could be such a turn on . 

Chase knelt in front of her, gently removing her stiletto, which was pressing against her tender flesh. He could see her black lace panty underneath her dress, and he resisted the deviant impulse to rub his face into her young pussy and inhale her wonderful arousal.

"You can stay here with me, little girl." He rasped as he began unbuttoning his shirt while maintaining piercing eye contact with her , his desperate gaze fixed on her slightly parted lips . Both could feel the sexual tension between them.

" This is just for tonight . " She said as Chase prowled his knees on the bed, crawling towards her just as a predator does to their prey .She wanted to back out and go home, but there was something peculiar , something she couldn't figure out , about this man's aura that drew him to her.  

Fuck it, she thought. She may regret and repent in the morning, but for the time being, she succumbed to his irresistible grip.