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A Threat

Author: Mk Ãy
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-03 15:18:03

Lucy lay on her bed, one hand under her cheek, the other resting over her stomach. The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the ceiling fan. Her eyes stared at the ceiling, but her mind was replaying every second of earlier that evening.

“You won’t be dancing again… at least not for anyone else but me.”

Barry’s words echoed in her ears. Her cheeks warmed at the memory. The way he had pulled her onto his lap. The way he held her. So close. Like he had a right to her.

She didn’t know what any of it meant.

Maybe he was just being possessive because she worked for him. Maybe it didn’t mean anything. But it felt like it meant something.

She turned onto her side and sighed.

Meanwhile, back at the club office, Barry was leaning over his desk. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, and his fingers moved fast across the papers, flipping through reports and inventory sheets from the bar. The club was steady tonight, not too crowded, not too slow. But his mind wasn’t fully in the numbers.

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