Chapter 13
Cristiano
“Get up.” My voice came out sharp, filled with the impatience boiling inside me. The slut on my lap froze momentarily, c*****g her head confused at my sudden change of mood.
“What, you don’t like where I touch, Sir?” Her lips curled into a seductive smile, and her hands resumed their slow, deliberate path down my chest.
“I won’t repeat it.” My voice was colder this time, and she got the message. She slowly took her hands back, and then she stood up with a puzzled look on her face. I could see her calculating whether this was her fault or something else entirely, but I didn’t care.
Her touch did nothing but remind me of how far I had come from this life, how much I had fought to leave it behind. But even now, standing in this dimly lit booth, I could feel the tempt
