Drugged

There was a beautiful diamond necklace with a teardrop pendant in his hand when he stopped in front of her.

"Turn around and raise your hair".

Without a word, she did as she was told. She shivered when his hand brushed her neck as he hooked the necklace. The diamond was cold on her chest. She looked down as she took the pendant between her fingers to admire it.

He put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around to face him "beautiful" his eyes were not on the necklace bit in her face.

She looked up to see his blue eyes were dark in the blurb and red light of the club.

He took her hand and led her back to where he was seated before. He tugged her to sit beside him.

She sat down quietly but soon became bored from listening to his coded talks with his business partners bit she knew they were talking about drugs and the next shipment

She stood up and walked away from the private room, ignoring his eyes that were following her

She walked down the stairs