the ceo who loves me

kind of story that could make a career. The one that would make the big dogs finally know my name, and with that would come the kind of money that coul

a white Peter Pan collar and mesh sleeves. I hated wearing contact lenses because my eyes were always so dry. My frames used to be considered granny glasses, but now they were funky. It was safe to say I stuck out like a sore thumb in this place. Everyone else looked like they were ready for a Victoria's Secret fashion show. Heavenly, the strip club outside Sunny Pines, was the last place I thought I'd be seen. But now it was my first stop since setting foot in the county. My job was simple: find evidence that the mayor of Northern Willow was a shady bastard and get my career-breaking story. Sounds easy, right? It was said that he was stealing money from charity events held around the city, but nothing could be proven. Rumors also had it that he liked them on the younger side. Here I was, on the younger side and ready to play sugar baby if it paid my bills. And by that, I meant my career break, not because I was your real sugar baby, because yuck. Heavenly was packed. As the towns around here were smaller, with Sunny Pines being the largest, the club was on the outskirts and in the middle of them all. The club was nothing like I thought it would be. Damn, I've never done it like that before. I had no reason to before. The building wasn't very big, with white bricks that looked dull, pink neon lights around them that said "women" and silhouettes of naked women – tacky. The person at the door looked me up and down when I handed him my ID. "Amateur night is on Tuesdays, sweetheart," he said in a voice that cracked from all the cigarettes he probably smoked. Yessssss, I wasn't going to undress. I didn't know that my outfit alluded to striptease. - I came for a Jack and boobs. - I said as I pulled my ID from his grip. Bold of him to assume I was here looking for a job. Idiot. H