How to hate a Ceo in 48 hours

oing through the line, presenting a VIP card. It was almost like having a celeb

tire block. Parking was downstairs, underground. But only th

t, the place had women of all types “hunting” for comfort with the bank account of a ri

st friend worked there and w

never considered giving us free passes, not even through the entrance wher

os in the media, I more or less imagined how things worked there. But I always dreamed of seeing it all liv

I believe that if she went out with so

arrival of goods, especially drinks, as well as people coming in and out, I think f

narrow, well-lit hallway with dark walls, and Salma swipe

. People everywhere, shrill scream

t down this hallway. - pointed . - Go down the stairs and at the end there is a do

k the card from

rolled his eyes. “Your life is going to be hel

e fucking thing is here. Hence all this madness. Otherwise, it's security everywhere. Now they are

d way. Ben smiled,

meat... When I look at it it rem

g out of your eyes. He's b

an owner... In fa

ate it. - I s

started

anova? Ben laughed amuse

t said," I shrugged. - Bigamy is a crime. And b

r Casanova so well,

she knows Bon Jovi. “Salma has

king the card from Ben's hands, who showed it without rememb

oming the other way, being followed by Benício, wanting

s been here, don't you

I think Heitor Casanova wasn't even bo

oked at him before swipi

years, Ben. He did

Norte. He rolled his eyes . “You've said it a thousand times. Open the fucking d

hat on his head, whic

e day my idol set foot

The rest is rest. Being able to say that on

or swung open, leaving us di

ain, from the inside,

way ticket, honey

in God'

time he wil

ts in the place, at the top. One of the bars was almost the size of the entire Hazard, our favorite little bar

e artisanal draft beer in different flav

end. The DJ was at the top, on a kind of suspended stage, made

lored light. The techno r

security guards along the access stairs. From there, the dancers could be seen from the front, wi

Ben pulled me

rink. I shout

I'll wait for

ten minutes thinking about which beer I would try. I ended up

I could take ten more of those. Mild, but you could smell the alcohol. Certainly

was getting another one. The choice this time was cherry.

card. It would certainly be deducted from her salary later. Al

. – the bartender handed me

lcohol. – I shouted to be heard, not realizin

h a matching vest, dress and white shirts underneath.

and you'll be dancing naked

ted to

tip. I'll take

naked on the t

ast glass, which alread

in young man, not very tall, with a red plaid blazer, bright blue pants and black military boots an

turned around and we started

just per

drank chocolate beer with pe

sed my

taste like

arted to laugh. - Feel. I kissed him ag

He narrowed his

d to prov

on your lips, Babi? He

e bar,

e perfect. Soon Ben came back and we started dancing sensually, like we did at home

at night would be so successful. And when I saw it, my friend was surprised by a

foot taller than him. And if his dick was propor

the transparent boxes, cheered by the maddened public. A new song has started. The lights were in differen

ing in gold. As if they were full of tape. Did it have a name? If it had, it was certainly

ver stopped screaming and applauding. They really were

ice sirens and flashing red lights were prese

ith three poles for pole dancing. Three simply wonderful women, with the same clothes, shiny an

in sync , one of the boxes received a man, wearing only a pair o

idn't know where to look. The man was perfe

howing that she was absolutely skilled at what she did, she had a lot of confidence. She was

ce completely crazy. A while later and the other girls ret

my head soon began to spin and my bladd

so many people... Everyone beat me, unintentionally. I saw the light

e it there. Well, the bartender

was so drunk she was seeing things. An exclusive toilet for whoever had th

automatically, I realized it wasn't a bathroom.

s there no way to swipe the card from the inside?

. If I couldn't find a toile

let? What madness. You couldn't even hear the

have chosen either way to go, because they were both absolutely

as this a fucking maze? I didn'

it just a nightclub? Why so man

he wall, with his pants down, while a woman, on her knees, was sucking him madly... And it was..

naked and he had his eyes closed. I trie

d, unable to tuck his cock into his pants w

ewildered. And his erect cock... Fu

I tried to justify

tion. – he was e

r. The beard was neat. Dark hair, fair skin

Your…" I point

led on his pan

st your tongue?

the wrong place.

k here? -

So... Do you have a card

I hid my hand behind my back

if my best friend lost her job for my foolishness I would never forg

to know why you're here. Didn't read

ified asshole. I'm not illiterate...