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Sins of the Flesh.

Author: Auteurè Angel
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-28 17:13:23

Angel's Point Of View

The VIP section of the restaurant was as extravagant as expected—soft golden lighting, velvet seating, and a live guitarist strumming a slow Spanish melody in the background.

Nickolai ordered a Spanish dish, something rich and traditional, while I went with an Italian classic—spaghetti politaine, paired with a bottle of fruit juice.

For a while, we ate in silence. It was almost… comfortable.

Then, he spoke.

“Tell me, Angel, what made you become a stripper?”

The question came without warning, blunt and shameless.

There was no filter. No hesitation.

I set my fork down, and looked him dead in the eyes.

“I needed the money,” I replied, my voice deliberately blank.

“So, you decided to sell—”

“You don’t have to worry, Mr. Nickolai,” I cut him off, my voice sharp, my fists clenching under the table.

“I may have been an exotic dancer, but I never had to sell my body.”

His words stung in a way I hadn’t expected. A part of me knew people thought
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