Hey guys I know its been a while, sorry! I had finals + Anime Expo and work. It took me a while, but here you guys go!~

Her lids fluttered rapidly. She grumbled and tried to turn in on herself. Brown brows furrowed as she nuzzled into the rough material. Caramel orbs squinted open, and blinked awake. She stared at the large rather expensive looking room with tiny little windows. Pidge nuzzled back into the material and closed her eyes. Wait… What?! Her eyes flew open in a panic. "Where?!" The events of prior filtered across her brain, and her eyes widened. She had been kidnapped. Her breath hitched as she observed her surroundings. Her small hands brushed against a metal buckle, and she frowned in confusion at it. Unclicking it she stood up and felt her pockets for her phone. It was missing. Her lips twisted into a scowl, and her eyes narrowed. Why would someone want to kidnap her? She wasn't rich, so no ransom could be paid, and she was certain it wasn't to get back at someone she knew. She cupped her chin in thought.

An amused chuckle brought her back to attention.

Her gaze landed on the seat across from her, and her mouth dropped open in shock. It soon turned to anger. "YOU!" furry echoed in her tone as she clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white.

He grinned, crossed his legs, interlocked his fingers and leaned forward smugly. "Me."

The angered brunette's eyes narrowed, and a low growl emerged from her throat.

Lotor chuckled. "Did you sleep well? You seemed so at peace when my men brought you to me."

She inhaled and exhaled rapidly, trying to calm down. She had to be cool. Who knew what this psychopath wanted with her? "I don't know. Ask them. They did drug me after all." She crossed her arms in defiance.

His smiled widened and he motioned for the man on his right for a drink. "What would you like to drink? You must be parched."

Pidge held her head high as she glared down her nose at him. She knew she was thirsty. It was a nasty side affect from the chloroform, and Lotor most definitely knew that. She wouldn't take anything from him. Especially after he dared to kidnap her. She barred her teeth at him. "How about your blood?"

Placing his wine down on the table, his lips twitched into a smile. He tilted his head back in laughter. "You really are a delight! Such a unique reaction!" He twirled the end of his ponytail with his index finger.

Her brow twitched in annoyance, as she sat back down. She crossed her legs and arms. Her eyes narrowed at him. "Well this delight," she growled, "wants to know why the hell you kidnapped her."

Lotor's grin dropped of his face as he leaned back into his seat. His eyes never left her form. Picking up his drink, he absentmindedly swirled it. He brought the wine to his lips and took a sip. "I believe I told you when we met last night."

Pidge's brow furrowed in confusion. "You were delirious. You said a lot of things."

His lips twitched upward into an amused smirk. "I did my dear. You saved my life, and now I am merely trying to repay the favor."

Brown brows raised in disbelief. "By kidnapping me? Wow. I'm in awe of you. Such an amazing strategy."

His eyes narrowed. "I find your sarcasm insulting."

"And I find this whole situation to be insulting, but you don't see me complaining," She paused, "Oh wait you do, hence the sarcasm." She was so done. She stood from her odd seat angrily, and grabbed her bag. A quick sweep of it revealed all it contents to be in check, cell phone included. Snatching it out of her bag, she twirled it in her hand and frowned. The battery had been removed. "As much as I love being kidnapped as the next girl, I'm done and going home. No need to repay me. Goodbye." The angry brunette walked past Lotor and a window with an open shutter. She paused. A loud thud echoed as she dropped her bag on the floor and rushed to look out the window in shock.

Lotor watched in amusement. He partook in another sip of his wine and smirked into the glass. What would her next move be?

Her mouth opened and closed in shock as she observed the big blue vast sky outside. She tore her eyes from the window and reared in anger on him. "Where the hell did you take me?!"

He hummed and placed his wine down. He stared at it for a minute to draw out the silence. Smirking he leaned back in his seat. "Somewhere over the South China Sea…."

Her mouth dropped. "You took me out of America?!" She shrieked. He was so dead when she got her hands on him.

Lotor looked at her in disappointment. "I thought that much was obvious."

Pidge glanced at the airplane emergency exit, and pondered if she should just fling herself out of the plane. She didn't have her parachute beg, so that was a no go. With a frustrated growl she sat down in the seat and gripped the armrests. Her knuckles turned white with her intense grip. "Where are you taking me?"

The smug man leaned back in his seat, a pleased grin on his lips. "Hong Kong."

It took every ounce of self-control she had not to scream. She inhaled, and her expression morphed into one of righteous fury. A madman kidnapped her. One who had underlings? With guns… Her mind clicked. She sat straighter, and narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him. "Just who the quiznak are you?"

He stood up and brushed any specs of dirt off hit finely tailored black suit. His purple dress shirt was open, showing off a bit of his muscled chest. He fixed his cuff links, and stalked over to his captive. His grin widened at the lack of fear in her eyes. Lotor bent in front of her, and cupped her chin in his hand. Yellow eyes narrowed in glee, and they stayed focused on the captivating caramel brown ones. "I should reintroduce myself… I am Lotor Sincline, head of the most powerful family in the underworld, The Galra, and you my pretty little bird are my savior." He brushed his hand slowly down her cheek, and quickly pulled back, awaiting her reaction.

Her brain fired away trying to process this new information. The data was processing slowly. Her breath hitched, and her eyes widened in alarm. She had saved a criminal, but not just any criminal… She saved the mother fucking GODFATHER of the underworld. Pidge had heard of the Galra. Who hadn't? They were infamous for their dealings with all forms of media. They were a major company as well, but she knew it was a cover for their underground dealings… and here she was, smack dab in the center. Her throat felt dry, and she swallowed slowly. Leave it to her to save a deadly person… Way to go Katie. She braced her self to react. She had to be calm. She would be cool. Calm cool and collected. "OH QUIZNAK!" She sprung from out of her chair, and paced in front of him. "You- you're?! God damn it! I seriously saved a top player in the criminal world?!" She ruffled and pulled at her hair in frustration. Her breathing was erratic. "I mean its not the first time I've helped a criminal, but that was by accident! Shit! This was by accident too… Am I a trouble magnet or something? Because the amount of trouble I get into is ridiculous!" She threw her arms up wildly as she continued to rapidly pace. "I mean you blow up a Buddha one time! One time by accident, and BAM! Instant bad karma. Karma…. God are you getting back at me?" She pulled at her hair, and then rapidly shook her head. "No… no, of course not! There's no such thing as an all powerful God!" She paled. "But what if there is?! What if this is all just a form of punishment?!" She flopped back into her sat, panting in a panic.

Lotor watched this with a wild grin on his face. It stretched wider. He laughed boisterously. He wasn't expecting her to go off in a completely unrelated tangent! He expected fear, submission! But this? It was fascinatingly fresh and new! The underground king wiped his tears of laughter away from his eyes. "You are so unpredictable! "

The small female reared her head up at him in anger. "I don't need to hear that from you." Growling she clutched her seats arm rests. How was she going to get out of this one? He had left her watch, which was a bonus, as she could dart him but his goons were everywhere so that plan was a no go. She interlocked her fingers and leaned forward on them in thought.

He chuckled, and finished his wine in content. He braced his head against his hand and watched his savior carefully, knowing she'd try to bolt the moment she got a chance. He had really found a wild card… He licked his lips.

She swallowed dryly. Her throat burned for something to drink, but she didn't trust him to not drug her again. She sighed in frustration. Once she touched down in Hong Kong, she'd have to make a break for it. It was a good thing she knew some Chinese. She yelped loudly and jerked back in her seat, when something cold and wet was pressed against her cheek.

Lotor held the can away from her, a devious smirk on his face. "Drink this. Do not worry, I give you my promise it was not tampered with in any way." He held it out for her to take.

Pidge eyed it warily. She knew that juts because it was sealed didn't mean he didn't tamper with it. She was a genius and knew better than to take items from dangerous people. She crossed her arms and raised her brow at him, not taking the can.

He sighed and placed it next to her. He was disappointed she didn't want to cooperate. "Really my dear, you're being quite ridiculous."

She glared at him, and drummed her fingers against her arm. Her brow rose higher in disbelief.

Lotor's lips twitched into a smile. "You are right, I did kidnap you, plenty reason to be cautious. But if I wanted to harm you, don't you think I would have done it by now?"

Her finger drumming paused. He made a valid point, however she still wouldn't trust him.

"I already have you here. I only had to drug you to get you here. What good would it do me to drug you again?" He wisely did not mention they kept drugging her when she kept coming to from the chloroform.

Pidge sighed in annoyance, and quickly snatched the water. Popping open the top, she downed it and slammed the can back on the table. The force denting the can. She wiped her mouth with the back of her sleeve. Her eyes locked onto his amused grin. She wouldn't admit it, but that helped clear her head, and hydrate her throat.

He chuckled eagerly. "See? That wasn't so bad now was it?"

She shot him the middle finger, and felt her brow twitch when Lotor burst out into laughter.

A suit entered the cabin, and she recognized him as the one whose nose she broke earlier. He placed his arm on his chest, and twisted his wrist at an odd angle. His fist was clenched tightly shut. "Vrepit Sa sir. The pilot has told me to notify you we will be landing momentarily." He turned his gaze onto her. "We meet again Ms. Holt. Again, my apologies of our [previous treatment."

Pidge smirked cockily. "I'd say sorry about your nose, but that would be far from the truth.

The man stiffened, and kept his calm easily. He grinned back at her. "Well we deserved it. Our men are most impressed with your strength. For someone so small you have quite the strength."

Her irritation rose. Logically, she knew he was complimenting her, but anytime someone mentioned her height her fuse always shorted. "Well pardon me for not appreciating that." She gave him a deadpanned stare.

Lotor had poured himself another glass of wine. His brow rose at his underling. "Thace… Just what occurred? I wasn't offered much of an explanation when you brought her to me unconscious, and half our men bloody." He already suspected it was the small terror of a woman. He had been on the receiving end of her odd strength.

He sighed and gingerly touched his nose at the memory. "Ms. Holt put up more of a fight than we anticipated… She did not cooperate with us."

She snorted and crossed her arms. She leaned back in her seat, and grumbled. "Anyone would refuse…"

"She managed to send some of our men flying, I myself was on the receiving end. She fought us off and managed to escape. We eventually hunted her down, but even then it took three of our men to hold her down… And she still fought us. We had to use chloroform."

She huffed in annoyance.

The king of the underground chuckled in amusement. His gaze fell onto her, and he grinned widely. Such an amazing woman. So much power and sass. It was riveting. He liked this challenge.

Thace shifted his head to the cockpit. "You'll have the full report soon. I've been notified we'll be landing soon. Please buckle your seat belts." He bowed and quickly retreated to the cockpit.

Pidge scoffed, but did so anyways. She bit her lip in deep thought. Hong Kong! She was in real trouble. Really big trouble. Luckily she had her computer and cards. When she escaped it would be a synch to get out of the country… But it still would take time, and oh man… Her mother would be freaking out, and Keith… Oh no. Keith would go bananas! He'd tear up the town looking for her. She felt Lotor's gaze on her and she broke from her panicked thoughts. "What?" Pidge growled lowly.

He leaned his face into his hand. "Nothing my dear, I just find your fascinating… You're an excellent form of entertainment."

The plane began its decent, and she found herself rapidly inhaling and exhaling, trying to calm herself down. " I am not an object for your amusement." Her eyes narrowed and she bared her teeth at him in a threatening manor.

Lotor snorted in amusement. She was adorable trying to act all tough. All bark and no bite. "Of course not, you're special."

She swallowed her saliva nervously. His gaze was making her feel very uncomfortable. It was quite unnerving.

The plane jerked onto the runway, and she found herself yelping in surprise. Her hands gripped the armrests like her life depended on it.

Once the plane came to a stop, Lotor unbuckled his seat belt, and elegantly stood up. He stretched and hummed when his back gave a small pop. Licking his lips he turned around to face Pidge, and a grin broke out on his face when he saw her still clinging to the arm rests. "You're free to move about the cabin."

Pidge glared and tightened her grip on the armrests. "Free to move my foot up your ass? Great!" She knew he was mocking her. She was not "free" to do anything. She was his captive.

Lotor threw his head back and laughed boisterously.

The exit door of the plane opened, and the stairs connected to the exit. Thace and the goons, as she dubbed them, entered the room. "The car is ready at the bottom sir."

Humming, the King of the Underworld turned to the stubborn woman and held his hand out to her. "Shall we?"

The brunette's eyes narrowed. "I think I'll stay here thanks though." She crossed her arms and stared defiantly at the men.

One of the guards bristled, and made a move to put her into her place.

Thace gripped his arm and whispered into his ear, calming him down.

The guard shot a glare at Pidge, and she immediately recognized him as Bloodthirsty.

A smug smirk crossed her features. "Oh! Hey there, Bloodthirsty! How's the face? Oh… not to well I see… Oh wait… my mistake. That's just your face." She shrugged and leaned back in the seat cockily.

He growled, and Thace tightened his grip on the guard.

Lotor looked at him in disinterest. "Bloodthirsty? Really?" his brow rose in question.

She shrugged. "He looked like a shark when I head butted him. What can I say?"

Thace redirected him to the door, feeling his blood lust leak from his being. "Calm yourself Sendak."

Sendak glared at her once more and grumbled.

Pidge waved back cheekily, and held back a laugh when he stormed off the lane yelling curses.

He snorted. "You certainly have a way with people my dear."

"Nope. You lot are just special." She threw Lotor's words right back at him, and she knew he recognized that when his brow twitched.

Lotor leaned forward, and he hummed when she straightened her back to meet his challenge. "We really must be going." He held out his hand again.

She didn't take it. "What a shame really, well I'm sure you know where the door is." Her arms crossed in defiance and she glared at him.

He scowled. "I suppose we can always have you asleep again…"

Pidge twitched, and she growled lowly. "Try it again and I will end you ass hole." She relaxed her arms and quickly griped onto the armrest.

The pilot sweated in disbelief and fright. This whelp of a girl was defying the most powerful man in he underworld with no trace of fear! Just who was she?

Thace sighed, and silently moved to the blind spot of the chair. He withdrew a syringe from his pocket.

Sensing something was wrong she tensed and looked around suspiciously. Where was Thace? She connected the dots and immediately launched herself out of the chair, only taking seconds to unbuckle the seatbelt. "Nope. Nope. Not happening Thace."

Thace stared at the spot where his prey once was in disbelief. How had she? Never mind. Wit a sigh he capped the syringe and placed it back into his pocket. Job done.

Lotor grinned and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Eager to rush into my arms?"

She wrinkled her nose in disgust, and roughly pinched his wrist. She dragged his hand off her and flung it away. "Only if you're death, and you clearly are not." Pidge side stepped him, and grabbed her bag. With a sigh she grumpily made her way to the exit, and gapped at the line of suits awaiting them outside. "You have got to be kidding me…" How the hell was she supposed to escape now? She tensed as she felt Lotor settle himself behind her.

He addressed his men, and draped an arm around her shoulder.

Pidge played it smart this time. Clenching the strap of her bag over her shoulder, she glanced at the stares of the men directed at her. She swallowed nervously, and wisely chose to not knock his arm off her. But only because she could have sworn she saw one of the men reach for a gun.

"Dispel all rumors that I am six-feet under and incompetent! I have dealt with those…" His lips curled upward into a feral snarl. "Loathsome traitors personally. Their bodies have been mutilated beyond recognition, and they thoroughly tortured." His canines glinted maliciously in the sun.

She clenched her bag strap tightly. She did not need to hear this. Nope. Even she knew how ruthless the Galra were. Pidge bit her lip and calmed herself down. She could not afford to fall apart here.

The men lined up shifted uncomfortably at the level of blood lust Lotor was releasing.

Lotor's bloodthirsty grin fell, and he tightened his grip on Pidge's shoulder.

Pidge looked at him in alarm. What was he going to do?! Her gut screamed at her that it wouldn't be good.

"I would have fallen to the hands of those scum… If it were not for Ms. Holt here… Treat her with the utmost respect! As she deserves such! She is my savior! She not only tended to my wounds while I was on the verge of death, but she protected me from those bastards. No harm will come to here while here… Do I make myself clear?" He oozed killing intent.

The men all moved their left hands to their chests and clenched their fists. "Vrepit Sa Sir!" They all bowed to her. "Thank you for saving our boss! Welcome to Hong Kong Ms. Holt!"

Pidge was sweating nervously, and found her body trying to move back to the safety of the plane. However, Lotor's firm hand prevented her from doing so.

He quietly chuckled at her attempt and pushed her forward gently toward the car.

She yelped in surprise before clicking her tongue in annoyance. It would be too risky to escape here. Too many variables, mainly armed men and Lotor. She'd have to wait for an easier target. Holding her head up high, she glared at everything around her as she descended the airplane steps.

Lotor chuckled as he nudged her into the car. He took the spot across from her.

Once everyone was seated, the car door closed and took off.

Pidge crossed her arms. "I asked once, I'll ask again. Where are you taking me?"

He crossed his arms, leaned back in the car and smirked. "All in good time."

She growled. If Thace and Sendak weren't in the car with them… She would have darted the ass.

The car stopped abruptly, and the door opened. Hands reached in and grabbed Pidge.

She snarled and struggled. "What the hell? Let me go!" She even managed to bite a few of the hands that reached for her.

Lotor held his hand to his face, covering the grin that threatened to break across his face. Humming, he slowly got out of the car. He turned to the two women awaiting orders. "Hair and nails. I'm thinking either green or purple." He glanced at Pidge who was chomping down on the arm of one of his men, and released a chuckle. "Full treatment."

The women nodded.

He grinned. "Stop struggling Pidge!~" He couldn't help the insane grin followed by boisterous laughter at the loud 'Fuck you!' that followed her disappearance.

Pidge screeched when her bag and clothes were suddenly stripped off her. "What in the- Hey!?" She covered her suddenly nude top. "Hey!" Her arms were yanked apart and she found herself in a lacey green bra oddly with no bra strap, which felt heavenly on her skin, and fit her B- cup breasts nicely. She ripped herself away from the women when they tried to take her underwear off. "Whoa! Ok! I can take that off myself thank you very much!" Pidge grumbled as she kicked off her underwear, feeling exposed. She snatched the underwear handed to her and she tried really hard not to pay attention to the fact it was a thong. Her cheeks flushed as she caught a look at herself in the mirror. She had to admit… It was gorgeous underwear, though she desperately wished it wasn't a thong… And the price of this… "Ok, this is way too-?!" She didn't have time to protest as she was yanked into a chair. Her head was forced back into a sink bowl.

A woman hummed and yanked her messy bun apart.

"Ow! Ok what the hell is going Ah!" She screeched as the woman roughly began brushing her long locks, trying to get the knots out of it.

Two more women emerged, and Pidge recognized them as the ones who stripped her. They grabbed her hands and feet and began filing her nails. A third appeared and began applying a facial mask to her.

"Ok… Maybe this isn't so bad…" She had been feeling rather stressed lately… This pampering treatment was nice… Despite the circumstances that accompanied it. She missed at least three months worth of Lance's mandatory skin care routine. Not that she minded. Give her a wrench over a mud mask any day. She sighed when cucumbers were placed over her eyes, blocking her vision. A groan of content escaped her lips as her body got pampered and massaged. Jet lag took hold of her, and se felt herself drift off.

Pidge jerked awake when water was splashed on her face. The cucumbers were removed. "Son of a!- Who? What?" It took her a second to remember where she was and she scowled. "How long was I out for?"

The woman behind her hair smiled at her. "For about an hour or so."

She flushed in embarrassment, and then remembered her position. "Lotor-"

The Chinese woman shushed her and yanked her to her freshly pedicured feet. "Come now, we're picking a lovely dress for you."

A small squeak of terror fell from her lips as she was forced into many different dresses. All of the green and purple shade. She hated shopping…. And while she didn't dislike dresses, these were all so provocative!

The woman pulled away with a content grin. She forced Pidge back into the chair and grabbed scissors.

Pidge heard her snipping at her long hair, and she paled. "Whoa! Ok! What are you doing?!"

Two more women appeared and gently massaged her arms and legs. They had learned the best way to distract her.

The scissors snipped. "Not to worry. We're merely snipping the dead ends."

She hesitated. True… her hair was a rather messy mop… Even on its best of days. Ok, shed let them get away with this one thing, but only because she knew Lotor was paying for it. After what the ass put her through she was going to let him bleed his money, and enjoy this spa day.

The stylist pulled away and grabbed the makeup kit.

Pidge was about to bolt, but the women massaging her held her down with forced smiles. Pidge whimpered. She hated makeup.

The woman applied eyeliner, concealer, foundation eye shadow and a whole bunch of stuff she wasn't familiar with. When would this torture end?! She helped Pidge out of the chair, and placed beautiful gold jewelry on her.

Pidge's breath hitched at how expensive the pieces looked. She gulped. "I-I don't need this really."

They ignored her and clipped on gold accented jade dragon earrings. One lifted her foot and placed flats on her.

She shifted awkwardly. At least they let her keep her watch on. Thank goodness. A weapon! "W-where are my original clothes?"

"In the bag you came with."

Pidge sighed in relief. At least she had them. She turned around and froze. Her breath hitched as she took in the person in the mirror. Quickly she turned around thinking someone had snuck up on her. Realizing no one was there; she stared back at her reflection. She couldn't believe it.

The women grabbed her hand and lead the shell-shocked woman to Lotor. "She's ready." They released her and bowed to Lotor. They exited the room.

Lotor had his own spa treatment and had them pick out a matching color shirt to Pidge's dress. He stood up and turned to face her. His breath hitched as he eyed her up and down. She… She was breathtaking.

The green dress hugged her form. It was sleeveless, and it crossed up and over her shoulders to meet up at the collar of her neck. Her chest was exposed in the diamond shaped arch from the crossing of the collar. The dress itself was different shades of green, and gold accent flowers. There were two slits high up by her thighs, exposing them every time she moved. Her back... Sweet god her back! The diamond shaped arch pattern from the front collar continued down her back in an elongated diamond, giving the dress a low back feel. The end of the diamond ended right before her bottom, and right before the dress slits occurred. Her hair was in buns, and strands of it cascaded down to her shoulders. Golden leaved lingered in her hair, and within the buns were golden flowers. Jade earrings dangled from her ears, and gold bracelets adorned her arms. Her lips were glossed in a pink lipstick; her eyes were covered with eyeliner and golden eye shadow that made her own caramel brown eyes pop. There was a slight pink blush to her cheeks.

By god this woman would most definitely be the death of him. He licked his lips, and grinned at her.

Pidge crossed her arms, and raised her brow. "What? Wait… Actually don't answer that question. I really don't wanna know." Her nose scrunched up in disgust.

Lotor chuckled and grabbed her hand. He got on one knee and laid a kiss to the top of it. "I was just stunned by your beauty. You were gorgeous before, but now you're radiant."

She was not impressed. Quickly she yanked her hand back and wiped it on the dress. "Right…."

Lotor grinned, and wrapped his arm around her waist. He led her out of the building and toward the car.

Thace was surprised at her transformation, but said nothing. He held the door open for them.

Pidge scooted as far away from Lotor as she could. Her eyes landed on her bag next to her, and she released a sigh of relief. She was going to need her computer to escape.

The car started again, and Sendak raised his brow at her.

Pidge rose hers back at him in a challenge.

Sendak snorted and turned away.

She grinned cheekily, and crossed her legs. The dress fabric shifting up revealing her thighs. Her eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms. "Eyes up here ass hole."

Sendak choked and looked at her in disbelief that she spoke to Lotor like that.

Lotor slowly dragged his eyes away from her… rather sinful thighs. He grinned at her. "Forgive me, I could not resist such temptation."

She rolled her eyes and uncrossed her legs. "And I cant resist wanting to punch you in the face, but I have so clearly you can learn restraint." She growled at him and turned to the window. Hong Kong truly was a beautiful city. The neon lights were wonderful.

The car stopped in front of a grand hotel. Pidge gazed at it in awe from the car window. It was beautiful. If Hunk were with her he'd be crying over the engineering and architectural masterpiece… She was shook from her thoughts as the car door opened. She scowled and refused Thace's hand.

Lotor gracefully got out of the car, and wrapped his arm around her waist. He led her through the doors and into a grand ballroom.

Pidge eyed all the exits and possible escape routes. She sensed people staring at her, and she scowled. She straightened her posture and held her head high, daring anyone to talk smack about her. She mentally cursed. A fucking party? This was why he kidnapped her from America?! Growling lowly she glared fiercely at Lotor, and stepped harshly on his foot.

He winced and grinned mischievously down at her. "You'll have to do better than that darling."

She snarled and was about to tell Lotor off.

"Mr. Sincline!" A man in a suit approached him and bowed. "Vrepit Sa Sir! I am pleased you are alright!"

"Look its Sincline! Welcome back!" Another man chimed in.

Pidge shifted uneasily, at the amount of people gathering around them.

Lotor smiled politely. "Mr. Haxus, thank you again for hosting this splendid celebratory party."

Haxus rose from his bow and grinned. He shook Lotor's hand eagerly. "Of course sir! We're just glad you're alright…." His gaze landed on Pidge. "This must be Ms. Holt! Madam welcome to Hong Kong."

The crowd drew nearer and all whispered in excitement. Pointing at her.

Pidge felt nervous and she swallowed dryly. God she hated crowds! She smiled at Haxus. "Thank you for the warm welcome, though I do wish circumstances were different." She said as she glared at Lotor.

Lotor grinned and pulled her closer to him. "This party is in honor of my return, and of my savior Ms. Holt!" He grabbed a champagne glass and raised it in the air. "Everyone relax and celebrate!

Clapping echoed around the room, and people cheered.

Pidge smiled politely, and viciously dug her nails into Lotor's wrist. She hissed quietly to him. "You can remove your hand or I can tear through it."

Lotor chuckled and released her. Such a viper she was!

Haxus looked confused.

She smiled politely at Haxus. "Forgive my rudeness…. Mr… Sincline." She hissed. "Failed to notify me of the party ahead of time, and I suddenly found myself on a plane to Hong Kong."

Haxus understood immediately and barked in laughter. "That does sound like him!"

He pouted. "I find offense to that Haxus."

Pidge pinched the bridge of her nose. She already knew no one would help her here. Everyone was on Lotor's side or payroll. With a huff she sauntered away from the crowd, giving polite forced smiles as she made her way to the bar. She smiled at the bartender. "Green apple martini with a splash of strawberry."

Lotor watched her go and licked his lips. That dress was a blessing in disguise.

She took a large sip of her drink and swallowed. The taste of vodka rushing through her. She needed that badly. She glanced at the exits and noted the guards. Her eyes landed on the hotel manager, and a plan formulated in her mind. Perfect…. She sipped at her drink, and bit back a smile. She was getting out of here tonight.

The ruler of the underworld watched Pidge out of the corner of his eye. He found it odd she had yet to pull an escape. His eyes narrowed in suspicion. Could the alcohol she's been drinking be making her more relaxed? His lips twitched into a smirk, He couldn't wait till the evening speech he'd give in thanks… Pidge would certainly have a fit. Lotor chuckled at the thought of her reaction. Oh yes~ it would be grand! He hoped she did something out of proportion, but whom was he kidding. She never disappointed him.

Pidge pushed away from the hundredth person who came up to her for saving Lotor. Her body shuddered in disgust Acting polite majorly sucked, but she knew the danger she was in. Both from the men in the room, who were eyeing her like a steak and from the women who probably could kill her with a pinky finger. Sighing, she crossed her arms and leaned against the column. Unfortunately, it wasn't time to execute her escape plan.

Lotor cleared his throat and the room went silent.

The brunette looked at him in suspicion. What was he planning now?

Lotor grinned and locked eyes with her. He held his hand out. "Ms. Holt, if you could join me please?"

Her skin crawled as she felt thousands of predators turn their attention to her. She refrained from shuddering, not wanting to show weakness. Pidge straightened her posture, and placed her glass on a tray. Head held high, she sauntered up toward Lotor. She wouldn't let him see a moment of weakness. And if she happened to roughly step on his foot… well… She smiled widely at him promising death.

He grunted, and grinned back at her. The game was about to begin. He took her hand and brought her next to his side, before addressing the crowd. "As you know, a sanction of my family broke off, and tried to put me out of commission. They almost succeeded if it had not been for Ms. Holts here." Lotor kissed her hand, and relished in the jerky movement of her resisting retreat. He grinned at her. "This party is not only to celebrate her, but to show any of those who doubt my power that I am alive, and will continue to thrive despite their attempts." Using his hand, he slicked his hair back arrogantly.

Pidge fought the urge to roll her eyes at his showboating.

Cheers and applause rang out from the crowd.

Lotor gripped her waist tighter. "So conduct your businesses' without worry. The Galra shan't be going anywhere…" He held up his glass. "A toast to the survival of the family. Vrepit Sa!"

She raised her glass half heartedly, not wanting to risk the whole mafias wrath upon her.

"Vrepit Sa!" Cheers rang out from the room as Lotor downed his drink and licked his lips at the taste. There was something else he'd rather taste….

Pidge sighed, and passed the drink to a waiter. She really did not want to drink anymore. She quietly squeaked in surprise when Lotor tightened his grip and pulled her flush against his side. "What the hell are you-" Her stomach dropped at the unholy grin that spread across his face. She vaguely registered the crowd going quiet.

"There is one more thing I wish to address tonight…" He trailed off, and held her even tighter against his body. He felt her tense, fighting her flight response.

The paranoid woman pushed against his hold while keeping a polite fake smile on her face, If he didn't let her go she was going to punch him. Consequences be damned!

The crowd fidgeted, and began whispering. A majority wondered what Lotor could be planning. Most wondered if it had to deal with the future of the family. Whispering turned into loud debate, and the tension in the room rose to uncomfortable levels.

Lotor's grin only continued to grow. His yellow orbs locked onto golden narrowed ones, and he winked at her. Time to play the first piece. He turned his attention back to the slightly anxious crowd, and cleared his throat.

The room became dead silent.

He made eye contact with Pidge briefly before panning his stare across the room. He inhaled, and paused for effect when he saw the crowd lean forward in anticipation of his next words. "I've decided… Miss Holt is going to be my woman."

The crowd exploded into a frantic frenzy. Shouts of outrage, disbelief and woe echoed in the room. Chaos unfolding right before Lotor's eyes.

Lotor grinned madly at Pidge.

Her fist flew.