I owed a hotel n' bar? Since when? My eyes darted down, going through the signed documents that revealed my signature like the end of a bad joke. There it was in black and white, my name Anthony Stark. Why and how would I own a hotel n' bar, and in the middle of nowhere at that? It seemed that I signed this about five years ago, when I was a bit more wild. Even though I think I would remember Pepper giving me something like this! At this Pepper had walked in, looking exasperated. She glanced at me staring at the document.

"Tony? Is something wrong?" I threw it back on the desk in front of me and pointed a finger at her.

"Did you know I own a hotel n' bar." Her eyes narrowed at me in confusion. She picked up the document as I continued, "I, somehow, have signed that in ownership of a hotel n' bar in the middle of nowhere. It's my actual signature from five years ago."

Pepper looked just as confused and concerned as I was. "How? I don't remember ever giving something like this to you." I held up my hands in the air.

"Okay! So it's not just me!" Ignoring me, Pepper left my office. I sighed and went through other documents to see if I had owned something else freaky and don't remember. So far nothing like a hotel or bar stood out to me and ten minutes later I grew bored and got up to find Pepper. She was my best friend and always helped me with this company for almost seven years now. I relied on her more than I really should but I really can't help it in my defense. The woman practically owns it just as much as I do. It may be my name but she does most of the work. Yes, most of it.

I found Pepper sitting in the kitchen typing away on her laptop, eyebrows buried deep and her teeth gnawing away at her bottom lip. She briefly looked to me and was back at work again. A second later she pulled back with her eyes wide. "Tony...look at this." My head turned to see what her was gasping over. There was a image of a old Victorian building with faint grass and trees in the background. It looked simple and peaceful, a perfect place for people to go away and relax. "This is the hotel n' bar. Hotel Laufeyson. Do you recognize it?"

The building was a easy green, matching the grassy area around it. Golden trimmings shined carefully, matching with the mountains behind the hotel. It was two stories tall with at least eight windows in the front, looking very large. The picture was taken some time ago so I wondered how much has changed since then. It's probably a run down now that I might have to tear down.

I shook my head. "No. This may be amazing but I don't recall even taking ownership over this at all. I need to check this out for myself." I pulled back and headed for my tumbler to pour some whisky.

"Are you going?" I nodded and sipped it quickly. Pepper shut the laptop and walked over to me with the document in hand. "This place is about five hours away by drive. Johnson Valley, a small town that nobody has ever heard of before."

My drink was quickly consumed as I thought about this. "What day is it?"

"Thursday." I nodded.

"Okay, clear my schedule for tomorrow and the weekend. That includes parties and such as well. I need to get to the bottom of this." Pepper nodded. "I will be heading out in the afternoon tomorrow. Watch the place for me."

She raised a eyebrow. "I'm not coming as well?"

"No. I can handle this. Besides, I need you here in case something comes up." I passed her and headed for my bedroom to take a shower. When I reached my room I noticed that I still had the paper in my hand. I left it on my bed and began to strip. "JARVIS, can you get my shower ready."

"Of Course Sir. Anything else?" I smiled.

"Nope, thanks JARVIS!" My eyes found their own way back to the white paper against my black sheets. I shook my head and left. The shower was perfect as usual, all of my stress washing away as the hot water brushed against my skin. I spent about half a hour there until I knew I was done. I dried off and left the bathroom, a fog of steam escaping into my bedroom. My eyes landed right back on the document, cursing to myself. "Okay, you need to go." I grabbed it and was about to throw it outside my door when something caught my eye. A thin line or red was stained into the side of the paper. "Blood."

I wasn't sure if it was my own or someone else's but it kinda bothered me for some reason. With a shake of my head I placed the document right outside my door and continued changing. "Sir, Miss Potts has informed me that dinner is ready."

"Sweet! Thanks JARVIS, I'll be there in a second."

Pepper and I eat in silence for the most part. She seemed uneasy but was not willing to talk about it. I didn't want to push her so a hour later and Pepper left to go home and head to bed, I did the same soon after. I fell back on my bed with a tired sigh. My mind kept going back to the image of the hotel n' bar, the shape and colors flashing behind my eyes. It felt almost familiar to me but I still didn't recognize it. Finally after some time later I finally fell asleep into a strange dream.

My finger was dripping blood, I had just cut it. It didn't seem like a big deal but he took care of it anyway. The shadow of a man leaned over and took my finger in his mouth, lightly sucking it. His hot tongue lapped up the small drop of blood quickly. I didn't fight it because I couldn't. My body was frozen to the spot by his actions. I couldn't speak any words but for some reason I had released a moan. This caught his attention as he pulled away from my finger to kiss my wrist. His hands were a little cold but nothing unbearable. He moved his lips against the artery, a gentle nip was felt. I moaned again and closed my eyes, yet still able to see everything that was happening.

His tongue came out again and trace the vein under my skin. When I felt his mouth leave my skin I turned to look at him. The only thing I could make out was bright, white teeth that glowed in the dark, a mischievous smiled it was. He suddenly pulled my wrist closer to him and bit down on my wrist.

"Jesus Christ all Mighty!" I jumped in my bed, sweat rolling down my face and neck. My breathing came out in quick pants. After a few seconds of just breathing I realized that it was only a dream I fell back onto my bed, not missing the tent that was on the lower part of my body. "Argh! Come on it hasn't been that long!" The usual morning wood was fine but I could tell by the stiffness it was more than just that. I was freakin' aroused. I moved to sit up and get out of the bed, heading for a shower so I didn't smell like sweat. "JARVIS, shower please!"

"Right away, Sir." I went to relieve myself and look in the mirror. I looked fine, a little pale but that was because the dream kinda scared the shit out of me. My eyes looked down to my wrist. There wasn't any kind of marks that indicated someone biting it, ever. It made me feel better as I jumped into the shower, sighing at the warmth that flooded me.

After about ten minutes later I was still hard. With a shake of my head I firmly grasped myself, my other hand reaching up to hold myself against the tile wall in front of me. I groaned at the feeling and began to slowly and firmly pump myself. As I began to pick up the pace my mind wondered off to my dream, thinking about those lips sucking and kissing me. His tongue licking my skin so softly. My hand was going faster and harder, moans leaking from my lips along with a few swears. I rolled my head back, feeling the hot water run down my body thinking it was his hands doing so. My hips were buckling into my hand now and I was beginning to claw at the wall. I closed my eyes as my end was near. Once I felt my balls tightening up I knew it was over. I cried out and thrust my hips forward, shooting my white seed on the wall in front of me.

I cleaned up and got out of the shower wanting to slap myself for doing that, feeling myself to a dream of a man I never met. I swung both ways, everyone knew that but this was different. I eventually finished up in the bathroom and got changed into a suit, wanting to look professional when I kick someone's ass for this. I opened my door and noticed that the document was still there, just as I left it. "Fine...you're coming with me."

I headed down to the living room where Pepper was already working, nibbling on a piece of toast. She saw me walk in and smiled. "Good morning, Tony. When are you heading out?" I smiled and went to make my own breakfast.

"After lunch that way when I get there it will already be dark. I planning on spending the night so I can see how it runs normally." She nodded. Her phone began to ring so she walked away to answer it. I dropped the document on the counter and went to make a breakfast burrito. While the bacon and sausage was cooking I began preparing the eggs. About ten minutes later and I was munching down my breakfast, glaring daggers at the white sheet of paper in front of me.

Pepper came into the room moments later. "Nobody is happy about you canceling them on short notice."

I shrugged. "They will have to get over it. I have important business to fix." She nodded and was leaving the room again. "Where you going?"

She didn't turn but waved her hand at me. "I have to go and organize and file paperwork over the last five years or so. Maybe I'll find something else like the random hotel n' bar. Drive safe Tony."

"I will!" She was out of sight a second later, leaving me alone for the rest of the day before I would head out. When I was done with breakfast I grabbed a cup of coffee and left the document on the counter as I went and tried to see if there was any work I could do to pass the time before I had to leave.

"Take the next exit, Sir." I had programed the directions to JARVIS before I left a hour ago. So far it was okay, California drivers were just as crazy, if not more, than New Yorkers.

"Thanks JARVIS." I saw the exit and made the turn, heading onto a normal road. The sun was pretty harsh today and I hoped the hotel n' bar had some air-conditioning, or at least cold water to drink. Over time the large buildings melted into smaller ones until it was just simple houses left. A hour later I was in the mountains where little green could be seen. Windmills and faint houses could be seen still but it looked more like they were long abandoned. I began passing small towns and neighborhoods within the next two hours until it was just plain desert. Rocks piled up near the sides of the road with graffiti staining the rocks. I hated things like that. There was no need or purpose to do something like that except to cause trouble.

A few cars were passing me and one big semi truck that was hauling ass. "Sir, take a left at the next turn." I followed the directions, not realizing that I would be driving on a dirt road. The sun was on the horizon by now, mixing the colors of the sky and the sun to a water color picture that was pretty breathtaking.

"Damn, the sight is pretty amazing here." In the distance I could see the large hotel. Green was standing out against the brown mountains. The dirt road was becoming easier to drive over as a paved road was suddenly shown going straight to my destination. Grass and plants were well taken care of, the tree were standing tall and casting shade over most of the land. "It hasn't changed...at all." I parked my car in the front and got out of my car. I spent a minute just standing in front of the Victorian building, not realizing that someone had come out.

"Can I help you sir?" I blinked and shook my head, my eyes landing on the stranger. A man that looked to be in his early thirties stood in the doorway of the hotel. His black hair was combed back, a pale face with narrow cheeks stood out like a painting. He was tall and thin but I could tell he was a little built under the dark green and black suit he had on. "Sir?"

I chuckled and grabbed my suitcase. "Sorry. This place is amazing. My name is Tony Stark, I'm the owner of this hotel apparently." As I got closer to him I noticed his sharp green eyes narrowing on me.

"If I may see the document?" I opened my suit case and pulled out the sheet of paper, handing it over to him. His long, pale fingers carefully took hold of the paper. His eyes widen for a second before he handed it back to me. "Forgive me, Mr. Stark. Many people have clamed to own this hotel over time. This is the real document." He moved to the side with his eyes hooded and a small smile playing on his lips. "Would you like to come in?"

I walked inside and was surprised that everything was perfectly kept in order. Everything looked as clean as it possibly could be. "Damn. This place is nice!"

I heard a chuckle behind me. "I'm glad you approve of it, Mr. Stark. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Loki Laufeyson." He extended his hand and I shook it, surprised at how cold his hand was. "Would you like something to drink?"

I nodded. "Please. It's freakin' hot out there!" He chuckled again and led me into the bar area and sat me down before leaving. The bar counter was black marble with strips of gold melted into it, making the color glimmer. A variety of alcohol was lined up behind the bar neatly with a glass mirror behind it. The stool was comfortable and helped me relax for the moment. My fingers drummed over the counter quietly as I waited. A second later and Loki had come back with a tray, a large picture of lemonade and two glasses. He poured me a glass and handed it over. "Thank you!" I sipped it and smiled at the sweet, cold flavor.

Loki poured his own drink and moved to come around and sit next to me on my left. "If I may ask, why are you here? This is the first time you have been here since you claimed ownership over it a few years back." I took another drink before I got down to business.

"Right. Well to tell you the truth I just found out I owned this place yesterday. I don't remember signing rights to this place five years ago." Loki raised a eyebrow and shrugged. "And I think I would remember meeting a hansom man like you too." Loki smirked at me.

"That's because you didn't." My train of thought had come to a halt. "You met my father. Unfortunately he had passed away a year after that. As his only son I had taken over the hotel n' bar since then as its caretaker."

I placed my glass on the bar. "I'm sorry for your loss."

Loki shook his head. "Don't be. It was years ago. I don't know how you became the owner but you are. Welcome to Hotel Laufeyson." Loki smiled and got off the stool. "Am I correct that you will be needing a room tonight?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Thanks." He bowed and left the bar. I finished up my drink and poured myself another glass before leaving the bar as well. I walked into the hallway and let my feet guide me through this maze. Pictures hung on the wall neatly, images of people mining in black and white. One image showed a older man with a large rock in his hand. "What is this...1949 Johnson Valley, California. Is this the gold rush?"

"You are correct." I jumped five feet in the air, almost spilling my drink of the hard wood floor. "My apologies, I tend to never make a sound."

I chuckled nervously as I tried to adjust myself. "That's alright." I looked back at the photo and pointed at it. "So someone got lucky and found a big nugget. Why is this picture here?"

Loki laughed and walked up to me. "This man was the original founder of this place. He invested his money here so people would have a place to stay and have fun while searching for gold. Many were unlucky and ended up drinking themselves to death because they lost everything here for the chance of gold."

"Damn." I breathed and suddenly became nervous. "So is this place like haunted or something?"

Loki laughed and patted my shoulder. "That all depends Mr. Stark. I lived here almost my whole life and experienced little." I sighed in relief. Loki was walking away and as he passed me he whispered against my neck, "You get use to their voices and touches." I became a statue, not because of what he said but more of what he did. Loki chuckled humorously as he disappeared around the corner.

Loki opened the door to my room for me. I walked in with my bag and smiled at the color scheme. It was red with gold trimmings and a small splash of green. "I like it. Thanks Loki."

He bowed and smiled. "I'm glad it's to your liking. Dinner will be ready shortly." Loki closed the door to leave me to get comfortable. I unpacked and got into more comfortable clothes. Once I was all settled in I grabbed my phone to call Pepper.

I looked and frowned tightly, I had no bars here. "Well this sucks. JARVIS, can you try to find some kind of signal to call Pepper?"

"There is no cellular tower in range Sir." I tossed my phone on the bed.

"Maybe Loki has a phone that works here." I left the room and walked down the hallway and down the stairs. Night had already greeted us as not a shed of light could be seen from outside besides the stars. I blinked and looked out the window, staring at said thing. "There's so many. That's a nice change." Using the moment to watch the stars I had almost forgotten my mission. With a shake of my head I headed for the kitchen to find Loki. I found it a few minutes later and walked in. "Hey Loki, oh!"

Loki was holding a tray of spaghetti, bread, cheese, grapes, and a glass of whine. "Good evening Mr. Stark. I was just about to fetch you."

I smiled and held my stomach when I growled approvingly. "That looks amazing Loki!" He smiled and left the kitchen to the dinning room. It was elegantly designed with a crystal chandelier above the table, lighting up the place. Loki placed the tray down in front of me and pushed me into my seat. He bowed and was about to leave so I called out for him. "Hey, aren't you going to eat as well?"

He shook his head. "No, I have more chores to do before I am able to retire. Is there anything else you would like?" I was about to say no when I remembered about my phone.

"Actually yes, do you have a phone I can use? I have no cell service here." Loki chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, I will let you use it once you're done with dinner." Loki excused himself and left me alone. I began to dig into my food starting with the spaghetti. It was savory with the fresh herbs and spices within the sauce, making me moan at the taste. I tried out the bread and cheese next, everything tasting fresh and delicious. I swallowed my food and sipped the wine, not caring much for the taste but I couldn't say no to alcohol. I popped a few grapes next and finished my main dish, eating most of the bread and cheese a little after. Soon I was full and downed the rest of the wine.

I got up and turned to leave the room when I felt a cold breath of air run down my spine. I stopped what I was doing and tried to listen for any movement at all. After a long moment I tried to find my voice. "Loki?... Are you there?" My head slowly began to turn, my eyes looking for the slightest of movements. I was only met with emptiness. "Okay..." I shrugged it off and began to leave to fine Loki. I entered the hallway and was about to search the main floor when something caught my eye. I looked and saw a small door down the hallway. Curiosity got the best of me and I began to walk toward it. It was different from the other doors, wood panels and metal bars held it all together, looking very old. I reached the brass doorknob just as it opened. "Holy fuck! Loki!"

He stood their with his eyebrow raised in a mocking manner. Loki swiftly shut the door and crossed his arms at me. "I assume you're finished with your dinner Mr. Stark." I nodded and pointed at the door.

"What's in there?" Loki turned and smirked.

"That's where I keep all the dead bodies of the guest, Mr. Stark."

I frowned and waved my finger at him. "That's not funny." He chuckled which caused me to chuckle. "How about that phone? I really need to let my secretary know I'm fine or else she will chew me out later for it."

Loki nodded his head and placed his hand on my back between my shoulder blades, a sharp spark igniting itself where his fingers were. "Of course, it's this way." He led me away, my mind wandering to what Loki had behind that door and why did I feel that spark when he touched me. I wasn't paying any attention and snapped out of my thoughts when Loki waved his hand in front of my face. I jumped a little and he smirked. "Here is the phone. I am going to retire for the night if there is nothing else you need from me."

I smiled and shook my head. "No, you have been a great help. Thanks Loki, good night."

"Good night Mr. Stark." I held back a shiver as Loki whispered those words to me, almost like it was a promise or something.

I rubbed my face with a sigh and picked up the phone and dialed Pepper's number. A few seconds went by and she answered, "Hello? Who's this?"

"Pepper it's me." Her voice was instantly higher in surprise.

"Tony! I was hoping you would call me. How is it? Did you get everything straighten out?" I closed my eyes and frowned.

"The place is amazing and there is quite some history here but unfortunately the original caretaker that I had apparently spoken to when I signed that document had passed away. The only one here now is his son, Loki... The only one..." I stopped and looked around the place. This whole building was way too big for one person to be running it.

"Tony? Are you there? What's wrong?" I swallowed and took a deep breath of air.

"Yeah I'm here. I gotta go. I call you when I leave tomorrow." I hung up without letting her say anything else and looked around the place. "Is anyone else here?... Hello?!" I got no answer. "That's not normal."

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. This story is not going to be a romance I will tell you now but it will be very sexual. So enjoy!