LOGINCairo carries me into the suite, his one arm under my knees and the other behind my back. I can feel my own heartbeat in my teeth. The second we step inside, I notice the strips of lights running all around the walls and they keep blinking on and off, slowly, like some kind of hypnotic spell. It makes the whole room feel dreamy and a little unreal.Right in the middle, there's a huge circular bed covered in black silk sheets that look super soft. My eyes narrow towards three girls standing by the bed. All completely naked. Tits dancing, skin glistening like they've been oiled up."Cairo, what..." My words have turned into faint gasps because I'm utterly speechless.One of the girls has fiery red hair and sharp green eyes that don't look at you; they stab you with a gaze. Another has sleek black hair and really full, red lips. The third is a blonde with a wicked smile and dangerous curves.Cairo sets me down on my feet so I’m standing all by myself. He silently walks over to this
I'm staring at Cairo's mom, the same woman I saw the first day I woke up at his place. The same woman that threw me out of Cairo's house, accusing me of being a stripper, like she's got a special hatred for anyone that came from the strippers’ dump.She looked elegant that morning, nothing like the woman shaking on this screen.There are men in the video, too. Four or five of them, standing around with guns in their hands, some leaning against the walls like they’re bored of watching her sob. And there's an older man sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. He looks dangerous. No warmth in his eyes at all. Then there's a woman standing next to him. She's holding a cigarette, smoke dancing up around her face."Oh my God, that's..." My hand flies to my mouth in absolute horror. I can't even get the words out. I'm staring at a woman who has exactly my mom's face, smoking a cigarette and watching another woman sob and beg for mercy."What the hell?!" My voice cracks, but no one i
There are strippers everywhere. Like... a sea of them. On the main stage, two girls in tiny thongs are grinding against each other, their bodies shiny with oil, moving in ways that make me want to shut my eyes. On the side poles, other girls are spinning upside down, legs spread wide open, doing splits in the air while men in suits watch and throw money. One girl is crawling on all fours in the middle of a group of guys at a table, arching her back like a cat while they fill every available hole in her body.Cock in her mouth. Cock in her pussy. Cock in her ass.I want to scream "Jesus Christ," but I can't even say the word here. I’d feel like I'm already committing a sin just by being here. By the time I open my eyes, another one is giving a lap dance to a shirtless guy. It's so intense, raw, sexual, and way more carnal than anything I have ever seen before. These girls are not playing.I feel out of place, but at the same time, my pussy throbs even harder. So hard that I clench
Alec opens the back door of the black car for us. Cairo puts his hand on my lower back and guides me inside first, like a sweet gentleman. I slide across the cool leather seat, still holding onto that beaded bracelet on my wrist. Cairo gets in right after me, and the door shuts with a heavy, expensive click.Alec sits up front with Matteo, and the car starts moving smoothly away from the school, heading into the busy streets of Vegas. I thought Cairo would finally start talking about the proof he promised me.But instead, his big hand slides around my waist and he drags me across the seat until I’m pressed right up against him. My breath stops halfway. Then his mouth falls against mine with a kiss so hot, hungry, and not gentle at all. He kisses me like he’s been waiting hours to do it, deep and feral. He doesn’t even care that his driver and PA are in the front."Oh my God… Cairo!" I groan into his intoxicating mouth. My heart is racing wildly. We’re supposed to be talking abou
We both sit in awe, watching as the ushers finally escort Grayson out. He’s still yelling and arguing the whole way, his face red and his arms flying everywhere. The big screens keep showing his shocked face from earlier and some people are even laughing at him.I turn to Cairo and look him dead in the eyes. “You did that, didn’t you?”Cairo flat, lazy smirk, the one that makes me want to slap him and kiss him at the same time.“You can’t just throw money at people to make them disappear, Cairo,” I say, shaking my head.He leans back in the seat like it’s just another casual day for him. “I didn’t throw money at him, baby. I threw money at the school. He’ll eventually get the credit for it after his little embarrassment is done.”“That’s the same thing!”“No, baby. The same thing would be me throwing him out myself. This way the school gets a hundred thousand dollars and I don’t have to get my hands dirty. Everybody wins.”I stare at him for a second, completely shocked. “God, you’r
~~~DIANA~~~{30 Minutes Later}"Aren't you married, Mr. Grayson?" I ask, turning slightly in my seat so I can look him in the face.Grayson gives me his smooth little smile, the kind guys use when they think they’re being charming. He shifts closer to me, his arm still resting on the back of my chair.“I’m in the process of divorcing my wife, actually. Papers are almost finalized. It’s been a long time coming.”I raise one eyebrow. “Almost finalized? That sounds like 'still married' to me.”He chuckles, like I just said something cute. “Technically, yes, but emotionally? I’ve been single for over a year now. My wife and I… we grew apart. She’s focused on her yoga retreats and I’m focused on actually living life."He takes a few seconds to rake me in with his eyes. "You seem like a woman who understands living life fully.”His eyes drop to my belly for a second before coming back up. “A woman as stunning as you shouldn’t be sitting alone anyway. Silver hair, that dress… you’re making







