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King Aslan

Author: Sarah Brown
last update Last Updated: 2023-05-07 14:50:39

Aslan's POV

Aslan kicked the elevator. “What does she think she is?” Her constant crying was freaking him out. He didn’t like crying women.

In fact, he had never seen crying women except for his sister and mother. He had only seen women smiling, and moaning beneath him. Then why this one was crying like a baby? Yes, she was betted on a poker table, but her own husband had betted her. The jerk had shown his true colors. Then why doesn’t she just accept Aslan knowing that he has saved her from that piece of shit? What is the problem?

The elevator pinged and he came out in the lobby. Several heads turned and women sighed, as they looked at him. Yes, this is what he wanted. He is handsome, and knew that everyone wanted him, then why isn;t this woman showing the same interest?

He made his way to the car waiting for him and slipped in. “Take me to Lucci’s, Mike.” Lucci was his friend’s bar and it was not just bar, but a strip club and Aslan was the only one there who had fucked every one of
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