MICHAEL'S POV●●●●The private hotel room glowed with dim gold lights, thick curtains drawn tight against the outside world. While low music thumped softly from hidden speakers, its sound vibrated through the marble floor beneath the floor. I leaned back on the couch, laughter slipping from my lips as I flung crisp notes into the air, every penny pouring down in careless arcs and fluttering over silk dresses and bare skin of the ladies dancing in front of me. The same money I had taken from Lisa's locker secretly… Since their movements were meant to distract and please me, one of them ran her fingers through my hair, nails grazing my scalp. The other circled closer, her hands brushing my shoulder. “Tonight is mine.” I said lazily, tossing more notes into the air. The notes scattered across the bed, floor, table, and just everywhere in the room. The plan in my head however, was simple. To drink more, enjoy more, and disappear afterward, after drugging the girls to pack all of
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