His Little Kitten.
Red light and smoke
The bass was low, sultry, like the kind that vibrated through the floor and curled into your bones. The club reeked of alcohol, perfume, and lust. Smoke hung heavy in the air, shrouding the velvet drapes and gold-trimmed walls in a seductive haze. But none of that mattered..
He moved like a dream on fire hips rolling, hair messy, silver chains clinking around his throat and wrists like he was made to be admired and never touched. But that was the thing he didn’t want to be touched. He danced for money, not for pleasure. And he made that clear in the way he stared down anyone who looked at him for too long.
Random.1
How can someone Move like this *lick his lips*
Random 2
Don't dream about him much he'll mine i will fuck him *Feel hard*
Random 3
*Shout* Boy you make me hard can I spend night just with you *smirk*
Random.1
OHH DAMN!! Come on I AM LEAKING * going towards him*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
*hesitate move back and run*
Random.1
That Little bastard thinks we're dying to be had him *slam at table* money waste
Random 2
Let's leave *clench his jaw*
They leave after sometime
𝐀𝐒𝐇
Why she always forced me to do these shIt thing's *hold tear's* i hate when they look at me with lust hate their absence *eye's got blur due to tear's*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
I should borrow some money otherwise she'll not allow me to enter at home *wipe his tear's*
He walked toward manager..
𝐀𝐒𝐇
Excuse me sir * hesitate*
Hart bar manager
Look back *holding wine glass* Oh don't tell me you again need money *said scaristally* accept my request I will give you money *smirk*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
*clench hand* Just gave my half salary in advanced..
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I am new writer so i hope you guys enjoy the story...
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i will try to upload soon if you guy's like..
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stay with me..
Episode 2
𝐀𝐒𝐇
*Heart pounding he forced himself to meet the manager’s gaze*
The bar’s dim lights reflected off the polished glass in the man’s hand, casting shadows that seemed to twist like the smirk on his lips
Hart bar manager
Half your salary?*The manager chuckled swirling the wine lazily*
Hart bar manager
That’s not how this works You know what I want *look at him*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
*His nails dug deeper into his palms the sting a feeble distraction from the humiliation burning in his chest*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
I… I can’t * he muttered voice cracking*
Hart bar manager
You want salary right*The manager leaned in breath hot against his ear brush his hand on his waist*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
*The air reeked of smoke and cheap perfume suffocating him he struggle to get move from his grip*
Hart bar manager
*grip hard over his waist* Don't move ~ it will hurt you *awfull smirk*
*struggling hand fall on the wine bottle*
𝐀𝐒𝐇
*A bottle smashed against the manager head*
The stranger’s eyes now locked onto the manage
Hart bar manager
*He said*no
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