Lilly-Ann's dirty little secret

erce cat, we hit the nightclubs owned by Lenkov. There are only

on lights of the club draw a never-ending stream of revelers to its door. The grand entrance of the place has a red carpet leading to the door and velvet ropes cordoning

able to get in tonight." I let out a long sigh

tiresome yawn, "Yeah, we

see you tomorrow the

waves as she ho

please," I sa

His clubs seemed to be doing great. In the line of The Red Ruby, two girls gossiped a little too loud and I overheard their conversation that some hot shot is b

off and the exhaustion taking over. Pulling my phone from my purse

g up to my room I grab my keys out of my bag and

Lil

warn

the phone aside I strip down, pull on some PJs, and cr

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eed to find the guy buying all Lenkov's nightclubs. I wrote down what I know, not th

umping from my chair, I rush to the bathroom and take

ills. Finger combing my curly hair and applying some makeup, checkin

e picked up on

" I can hear the noi

at that Red

t? W

nt to see h

bridge of my nose. "Okay,

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lgence. The walls were draped in silky, black fabric, studded with glittering diamonds. A bar, surrounded by velvet stools, snaked along the side of the room. In the center,

jumps in excitement as she grabs me and

of conversation as we step onto the dance floor. Our bodies swayed and g

I think Rayon just walked in," Ros

ut a sigh. He's a great reporter of c

laims. "You should kiss another guy." S

o way I will just grab a str

jealous." She po

," Rayon say

d her eyes and greeted hi

?" I give Rosemary a sideways

g." He smirks as he makes a

says disgustedly,

to talk to you, alone." He g

here first." She keeps on shaking her hip

yon looks at

econd thought. I forgot how warm and big

nt?" I slide on

something?" the

ayon says sliding ont

a beer with me, now talk, I'm

ng as soon as the bartender steps in earshot. He places

gentleman's clu

t about it?"

where he'll be auc

Shocked, if we can get in the

ng we should work together, for old-time sake."

ot sure what his motives

om his jean pocket, an address i

w?" I ask rolling my e

to do." He smirks leaning closer to

n't k

y fair if you show me yours." He falls bac

nt smile paints my face. "Fine, I'm going to regr

prise, he gently brushes his lips against my knuckles. I gulped as our eyes met, seeing