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ts, where my driver had parked to grab some pills for me. Fro

stance which was delivered for my use. If I wanted to have fun tonight, then I needed to be ou

ly was she stunning with a perfect body, she was also very affluent and the netizens were already shipping the both of us

e killing the stakes. Turns out she was a close pal of her dad and th

needed to move

nowhere rea

s. She was just the kind of woman I needed. Unlike my ex-wife who had nothing to offer, ending up wi

ed, jolting me from my t

elf up, and headed into the club. To avoid being seen, I went straight to the private elevator that led directly to the top suite, which I had reserve

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club life

roached me with urg

He announced, to my distaste. "She had to attend

me. Standing to my feet, I sorted

well keep m

he replied wit

two drinks. As I slipped into an empty stool, the bartender flashed me a warm

at me. He nodded immediately and set to work. Only he knew how

o scan the environs for a prey when my

face that screamed trouble in nice wrapping. One glance at her and she was already looking at me. Not with the normal flirt

dropped my drink before me. As I picked it, a soft skin b

ies of

shift in the air, but I couldn't find the source. It was gone with the wind. Slowly, panic crept in and guilt laddened my thinking. I felt my lungs burn and my chest tighten with a pie