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details. J

he stepped out, heels hitting the pavement. The bouncer gave her a

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ave a short nod. "Fourth doo

ttered, already

light. Her heels echoed, sharp. She didn't l

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knocked once and it came

and fucking handsome like the devil. The collar of his black shirt loose, top two

voice was low, smo

e said, brushing past him and

t trying. Soft lighting. A ful

running a finger alon

uiet," he

like talking either?" She asked. He seems n

slightly. "Depends if there

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off one heel, then the other, watching him th

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lush. She di

down her body, and stepped out of

straight,

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ly, he cam

ing. His hands grabbed her waist, pull

hers, pushing in to

ed, His hands were

past lives, hard and almost... passionate. He

through the sheets. He didn't talk much, didn't make promises. Ju

tness, not like she did with those old men, no giggle

her want more, which was strange. She knew who

them, making them feel good for thei

different. It was as if she's the client to

breath, hair messy around her face. He was already at the bar again, shi

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her. "Get dr

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hat this wa

d. She slipped her dress

out smiling. "You'l

ipping into her heels. "Tr

without waiting

♡

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get what yo

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our little brothe

cold. But her f

breath, clutching the phone tighter. She

home." She sai

ared back at her in the window, red lips

e a woman who

was just

y against her dress. She was strong because she had to be,

brother, no mask in th