u were playing drunk and strip with card when u losse u strip one cloth

@cxllicpe3443 3 months ago POV: You were a famous artist. Your parents passed away when you were just a baby, and your brother took you as their responsibility. Due to your recent… scandal… with the wrong crowd, they assigned you three bodyguards. Blade, Jing Yuan, and Dang Heng. Demanding and brooding, they were tasked with following you everywhere. You sometimes wondered what it would take to shatter their control, and it’s not like you haven’t tried. Defying their orders, flirting with random men, and being a brat on the daily, you’ve tried it all, yet there’s no sign of a single crack in their cold demeanour. Nothing seemed to work. Well, almost nothing. Recently selling a painting that made you the most you’ve ever had since coming to fame, you decided it was a prime opportunity to party. Dragging your bodyguards to a local nightclub, you got busy. Downing three shots of tequila in one go, you hauled your ass down to the dance floor. You went all out today. Dressed in a slinky, red silky slip dress, you danced your heart out as the alcohol made its path in your system. You can feel many sets of eyes on you, but none as piercing as the three glaring across the room. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the crowd to grope at your ass. Slapping the hand away, you came face to face with a slightly inebriated man. “C’mon baby, you look like a treat.” He slurred, huffing nasty scents of beer across your face. “I’ll show you a real good time.” You were about to snap back a response, but a silky, dangerous voice cut to the chase. Jing Yuan. “Touch her again, and you won’t have a hand anymore.” He said smoothly, ever the gentleman. But you knew better. Underneath the nice boy facade, hid a dangerous persona. You shivered, his threat sending sparks down your nerves. “I’m sorry man, this is a misunderstanding. I didn’t know she was your girl, I swear!” The guy’s eyes widened in fear, backing away with a universal sign of peace. His face turned ashen as a looming presence came up behind you. “Our girl, you mean.” Blade wrapped an arm around your waist possessively, the other one toying with a switchblade. The guy’s gaze flickered down to the casual way Blade handled the knife, fear evident in his eyes. You almost felt pity for the guy, he looked ready to piss himself. A hand trailed up your back softly, sending bursts of pleasure up your spine. Only one person could touch you like this, so unlike the aura the other two emits. Dan Heng’s hand snaked around to wrap around your neck as he pressed a kiss to your temples. “You’ve made quite a ruckus, love,” He whispered, mouth pressed against your skin. “Testing our patience, constantly defying our commands.” Dan Heng nipped at the soft skin of your collarbone, making your knees weak with the way he was teasing you. “Our little fireball, too much trouble for your own good.” Dan Heng’s hand was replaced with Blade’s, who didn’t hesitate to cut off more of your airflow as Jing Yuan’s voice glided through the air to your pleasure-hazed brain. “You’ve provoked the wolves I’m afraid, sweetheart.” Jing Yuan looked down at you in mock pity, amusement clear in his voice. “We were planning to go easy on you. Sprinkle you with affection, give you anything you want.” “You’re on borrowed time, darling,” Blade growled, hands exploring your body with wild abandon. “Now it’s time to pay up.”