Go home with her

Robbie blushed brightly at Amber's offer, the words catching in his throat. He could only nod, unable to find his voice.

She laughed, a soft, teasing sound. "Aww, cat got your tongue, cutie? Let’s get out of here," she said, taking his hand as she gracefully slipped off the barstool and led him toward the door of the Jack Knife Bar.

Out in the parking lot, Amber walked him to a sleek, expensive sports car. As they crossed the lot, Robbie glanced over to see Kev standing near the back door of his sedan, his head tilted back, eyes closed, and mouth agape, his hands fumbling at his crotch.

Amber snorted with laughter as she unlocked the driver’s side door. "I bet he’s thinking about me right now," she said, smirking. "Wishing he was in your shoes."

Robbie chuckled nervously as he climbed into the passenger seat. "Maybe," he muttered, trying to keep his cool.

Amber fired up the engine, then purposefully swerved toward Kev’s car, blaring the horn. Kev startled, yanking his pants down in his panic, and stumbled, urinating down the side of his sedan.

Amber’s laughter filled the car as they sped off into the night.

The drive through the suburbs lasted about thirty minutes, and they soon arrived at a gated community on the city’s edge. As they pulled up, a security guard stepped forward, instantly straightening at the sight of Amber. He approached her window, nodding deferentially. "Good evening, Miss Wallace. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to call. We're here to serve the Mistress and the Five Families."

Robbie blinked, glancing at the beautiful blonde behind the wheel. As the gate opened and they rolled inside, he chuckled nervously. "Five Families? What, are you part of the mob or something?"

Amber giggled, patting his thigh. "No, silly. Just old money. We have… certain ties. Don’t worry your commoner brain about it. As long as you're with me, we can do whatever we desire."

The excitement bubbling in Robbie’s chest momentarily overshadowed his unease, especially when Amber's hand slid up his inner thigh, brushing against him. His breath caught as he stiffened under her touch, letting out a soft groan.

Amber smirked. "Looks like someone’s ready to go. Try and control yourself until we get inside." She pulled into the driveway of what could only be described as a mansion and turned to gaze into his eyes. "Well, we’re here."

Robbie fumbled with his seatbelt, feeling drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He leaned over, pressing his lips toward hers.

Amber jerked back, surprise flickering in her eyes before she quickly masked it. She placed a finger against his lips, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper. "Not yet, darling. Wait until we’re inside. Then I’ll fulfill all our fantasies."

They exited the car, and Amber led him to the front door of the massive estate. Inside, a grand foyer opened before them, with twin staircases winding up to the second floor. Robbie paused, taking in the opulence. "You live here?"

Amber shook her head, amused. "No, this is just one of our family homes. I use it when I’m in town checking on Daddy’s plant."

She slid one strap of her dress off her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why don’t we go upstairs?"

Robbie's heart raced as he followed her, stumbling over his own feet in his eagerness. "Yes, ma’am."

At the top of the stairs, she paused in front of a bedroom door, leaning against it. She lifted her leg, resting her foot against the doorframe, and ran her fingers through her hair, giving him a teasing look. "Do you want me, Robbie?"

Robbie moved closer, reaching for her. "Yes… yes, of course. You’re beautiful."

Amber giggled again, her smile turning wicked. "Will you do anything for me?"

Robbie nodded eagerly, barely thinking. "Yes, anything."

Just as his hand reached for her, Amber slipped through the door, staying just out of his reach. He followed her into the room, eyes locked on her figure as she let the other strap of her dress fall, revealing a tantalizing hint of her breasts.

His breath quickened, but before he could close the distance, something shifted in the shadows behind him. He barely had time to register the movement before a sharp blow struck the back of his head.

His vision blurred as he stumbled forward, trying to shake off the daze. But two sets of hands gripped his arms, holding him tight. One of the men laughed. "Told you, Jacob. You can't knock someone out with a single hit like in the movies."

The man who struck him growled. "Shut up. The pig was about to attack Amber."

The others laughed, their mocking voices echoing around him.

Amber stepped forward, her dress now readjusted to cover her fully, her face a mask of cold superiority. "I had it under control. But this peasant needs to learn his place."

She moved closer, her fingers gripping Robbie’s shoulders as she stared into his confused, pained eyes. "You filth. How dare you think you could touch someone like me. You are garbage, beneath me in every way." Her voice dripped with venom as she drove her knee into his groin with brutal ****.

Robbie’s body convulsed in agony, his vision swimming as bile rose in his throat. He slumped in their grip, tears streaming down his face.

One of the men holding him grimaced. "Damn, remind me never to piss her off."

On of the men holding his arms demanded, "Jacob, give him the injection."

At which the man who early delivered the blow to the back of his head, delivered an injection into the side of his neck.

Robbie barely registered the prick of the needle at his neck as his body mercifully started to go numb. Thankfully the darkness quickly closed in, his consciousness slipping away as the world around him vanished.