Mira's POV
Waiting for lowly people pisses me off. I, was the more important person and they should know that. I was in a low class bar, sitting on one of their cheap stools, waiting for a woman.
The more I waited, the more pissed off I got. Drunk stupid men of low class kept bugging me as time passed. If only they knew they were asking a big shot model out…. I was dressed in a black baggy hoodie and a face cap beneath the hood of the hoodie. The hoodie was so big it almost reached my knee so I wore a black pair of skinny leather pants to match.
Hiding my face while trying to breathe in a congested place was hard. I had thought I would only spend about five minutes there and go my merry way but one old hag was delaying me.
“Hey, beautiful. Want some private time?” One of the stupid
