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Chapter 3 VIP Room

Word Count: 1752    |    Released on: 28/12/2024

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. In return for his investment, the club gave him a good place to conduct business where the police would find it hard to set up wiretaps or surveillance, and a decent r

blouse that was supposed to be sexy, but actually disguised the curviness of her body. I had almost dismissed her from my mind when I saw her peel off from her two girlfriends to come

wning alcohol for false courage, and she wasn't clinging to anybody who'd give her attention. I decided she was

r something. I've got something to do,"

ave me a pout. I rolled my eyes and looked at her. "Baby, you head downstairs an

ook it that way anyway, and smiled. She pulled a business card ou

some time

s sucking her attorney boss' cock or not. Then again, maybe her boss was a woman, and she could have been munching

he card into my pocket while secretly pal

have fun

g my way around in a large circle. The upper floor of the club is laid ou

ere the five bodyguards gave me a respectful berth. I kept my eyes on the tall woman and worked around until I wa

f conscious about her appearance. Looking at the way she constantly did her best to twist her waist or hide her stomach, I assumed she was o

her lip not in that intentional I'm trying to be sexy way, but instead

to the music that was playing tonight,

to continue on with our conversation, but she didn'

cularly like this music. How about we get a VIP room, w

"You must think I'm the sort of g

e farthest thing from my mind. I just wanted to talk more and get to know

l by the way she carried herself that she wanted me, but she also

riends. I don't need a guilt trip f

get something from the bar.

li

"One drink only, but nothing strong. I have an early shif

ooking for one thing. Most of them are upset when they realize that I'm not an easy lay. Henr

How about a sp

y observant, but he picked the one drink that

sa that mixes the orange juice part with another blend of juices. I li

d. "Sounds great. Meet you b

d me to my feet, I could feel his hand resting on my upper arm

feel my heart speeding up another notch. "

ost melted through the crowd, leaving me to make my own

omething about Henry that made me want to open up to him, to beg him to take me back

They were at one of the tables surrounding the da

runken giggle. She was already at least tipsy, if no

to thirty. He was fit, and I could tell he had money. Still, there was something about him that d

typical refugee from the Jersey

n I talk fo

n't look too worried about it, although the way his eyes were fixed on Sassy ass

t's

ade me do a momentary double take. "Are you

planning on cockteasing this guy for a while

ting a bit with him. Look.... I kind of met a guy upstairs

"Good. It's been too long for you. Go have

re enough about me to encourage me to have some fun,

d Jerry take care of y

me, babe.

her red hair whipping around to go back to the table. I found Henr

vered to the room in a

cond floor, and I could feel Henry's eyes look me over, especially my l

nd kept thinking about him and his hands, running over my legs, cupping my ass. I

ughts before goosebump

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