Standing at the bar, Samantha could feel the stares of the men around her. Her tight dress showed off her curves, and she knew she was the object of everyone's attention. She was there to meet a friend, but she couldn't help feeling like she was being judged.

"Hey, do you come here often?" A deep voice interrupted her thoughts. She turned to see a man with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a chiseled chest peeking out from under his shirt. His name was Marcus, and he had been watching her all night.

"Not really," she replied, unsure of what to say. Marcus took a step closer to her, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "I have a proposition for you. Do you want to come upstairs with me?"

Samantha hesitated. She didn't usually go home with strangers, but there was something about Marcus that intrigued her. She nodded, and together they made their way to the elevator. As they rode up to his room, Samantha's heart was racing with anticipation. She had no idea what was in store, but she was excited to find out.