Rosalia was one of his father’s colleagues that he had accompanied to a social event. She paid top dollar for a piece of Rahim and had been hooked ever since. She'd pull him into rooms the moment her old man turned his back just to suck him off. She was laced with good head and pussy that snapped back even after four children.
Without responding, he pushed the phone back into his suit coat and stepped off the elevator. He bypassed a few guards and headed toward the slots where the beautiful lady sat. Instead of pulling the latch on the slot, she had her face buried into her cellular phone. Rahim walked up on the lady, causing her to look up.
"Shouldn't you be focused on winning." Rahim smiled.
"Oh. Ugh." She tried to speak, stumbling over her words. "I'm texting a friend to pick me up. Too many drinks." She smiled back embarrassed.
"Well, here at the Kingly Dynasty, it’s a good thing we have etiquette. We can get you a ride if need be. That way you can drink as much as you chose and enjoy yourself."
"Oh, yeah? Well, aren't you such a gentleman?"
"I get that a lot." Rahim flashed her a sexy smile. "Are you alone?"
"Yes. I just wanted to . . ."
"That's your business. However, I'll make sure you get to where you need to be."
"Thank you."
"I'm Rahim Kingly." Rahim extended his hand.
"So you're one of the men responsible for getting me drunk. Is this what y’all do to all the ladies?"
"Only the chosen ones," he responded, and it was just something about the wordschosen ones.
Shit sounded creepy as hell.
"Oh, is that so? Well, you make sure I get home. I’m Kindal by the way.”
"You got that sexy. For now, enjoy yourself." Rahim pulled out his key card and slid it into the slot. It credited her ten games.
"Thank you." She smiled widely and pulled the handle. On the first try, the machine began ringing abruptly. She didn't know what was going on but the three 7’s on the machine began to flash. “What does this mean?” she asked with excitement.
“It means you're a winner.”
“Is that so? Thanks to you,” she flirted. “So how do I collect? I gotta get out of here soon.”
“You have to come with me.” Rahim motioned, catching the eager look in her eyes.
Had this been any other occasion, she would have given off “ho.” Rahim knew this wasn’t the case because there was a motive behind it.
As Rahim offered his arm to the beauty, a hint of a smile played on his lips. They stepped out of the nightlife that pulsed around them. He guided her through the crowded casino with purpose; his eyes never left her slim thick frame.
"Congratulations," he spoke, his voice low and smooth.
“Thank you.”
Taking the elevator up to a spectral place, Rahim was ready to devour her. With a subtle gesture, they stepped into the luxurious room. She began looking around because this were definitely not a place to collect winnings.
The female companion made a mental note of everything that surrounded her. From the moment they stepped onto the elevator, the floor they exited, and the room they had entered.
The room was on a rooftop equipped with a bar that overlooked the skyline. Rahim led her to a secluded table where champagne chilled in an ice bucket as if it awaited their arrival.
Rahim wasted no time pouring them a drink then set it down in front of her. They both began drinking while making small talk. She was pleased with the entire layout of the room and couldn't front. It was very upscale.
“What’s in there?” she asked curiously, noticing a purple dim light.
“See for yourself.” He sipped his drink as he watched her lift from her seat.
