Chapter 42
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Updated : Jan 11th, 2021
The loud pop music was ringing in Kiara’s ears while she tried to dance her sorrow away. A whole week, and she still felt like shit.
“I’m clocking you on that funeral dancing, baby girl.” Michael reappeared out of nowhere after spending a suspicious amount of time in the bathroom of that poorly lit club.
“And I’m clocking you on having a blowjob in the bathroom.”
“Touché. But it’s my birthday, so I deserved it.”
He pushed her to the bar to get another drink, and...
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