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Backstage Double Trouble

Author: Luxe writes
last update publish date: 2026-05-04 23:44:21

Drew’s POV

I knew I was in for something filthy the moment I dropped three grand for the “Champagne Experience” with Candy and Sugar. These two were the club’s biggest stars for a reason. I’d been coming here for months just to watch them on stage, but tonight I’d finally paid for the full backstage treatment.

The bouncer led me through a hidden door behind the stage into the private Black Room. The second the heavy door clicked shut, the music from the main floor became a dull throb, there wer
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