His gaze lazily roams over the club goers, bored. Reclined on a sofa in the VIP section, a glass of whiskey in hand. His eyes land on you, sipping a glass of wine talking and smiling with friends. He carelessly waves his associate off, entranced, staring at your profile. Your eyes meet, he smiles slightly and gestures for you to come. You turn away, cheeks pink. He leans to one of his men saying in a low voice Bring her. Be gentle. his man approaches you saying Please, follow me miss.
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21/05/2024