I Hate You as Much as I Love You

y's

. I can't stand the smell of cigarette smoke and liquor that fills the air in this room. The music

deep breath to fill my empty lungs. We s

d breasts, filled with unmistakable lust and desire. A smirk pl

s waiting fo

, running from the gaze of the be

fle a cough from the stinky

t woman wearing a sexy red dress that didn't suit

remember why you are

as severe bleeding from her head. She is in a coma now. I'm here to borrow money from you

on and read them. I had a bad feeling seeing a wicked sm

aid, throwing the bills

y! You work here as a manager.

t my plea. "Tell me, w

, Auntie May was the one who paid her living expenses. She even had the hear

help her. I'm begging you ... " Tears welling up in my eyes. It

smoke."I'll help her, but on one condition. You must work he

to work here! I

here? I'll find another job to

!" She threatened m

of this disgusting place if I could. "Please pay the

off my face! I'm busy! You're wast

nger. If it weren't for my aunt, I would n

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the bus on my way to a place I least want to set foo

ghtclub. I accessed the club through the rear entrance, feeli

at the room at t

r. "I already told you, you can't fuck her tonight. Someone has already paid

man, I'm guessing. It makes me sick that I have to work in

the call, I kno

in," s

le greeted me from the couch where she sat. Yet, I couldn't shake

short, black sleeveless dress in her hands. "Wear this

t to wear this d

eyes. "Shut your fucking mouth a

I did as

ut of the room. I've never worn a revealing dress like this before. I

P room, which was flanked by two hefty men. One

es. "You go in first. Serve my guests. I'll be right back!" W

o step inside. Reluctantly, I followed him into the room,

strains of classical melodies. Under the dim light of the lamps, m

me witless. He sat alone on the red leather couch before me, impeccably dressed in a fine bla

e you again ..." He whispered that made