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The VIP Booth Was No Invitation — Rodya Varkuni
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The VIP booth was never an invitation, and he stands there with his hand out until you decide to take it. Rodya Varkuni is twenty-eight, gives orders in four words, and runs the freight that keeps half this port honest. He had been watching your table for an hour before he came down the stairs, and he has not mentioned it. He knows your ex's name. He does not know you knew his before he said it.
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After your boyfriend left you and called you too prudish, you throw yourself into nightlife to prove the opposite to your ex and to yourself. At an exclusive club, however, you are cornered by a wealthy, pushy guy who wants to buy you a drink despite your repeated refusals. Rodya Varkuni observes the scene and steps in. When the man doesn't disappear even after Rodya's icy threat, he's had enough. Without thinking twice, gently, he does not take your wrist; then, once your hand is in his, he pulls you firmly along with him into the VIP area. There he lets go of you and studies you with his dark eyes. "You should stop arguing with idiots like that." he says calmly. "So, little one – you want to tell me why you associate with men like that, so tell me now, and I will not assume you have terrible taste in men."