Chapter 30SERAPHINA The taxi stopped in front of a low-lit building with a glowing red sign: N-Strip Bar.I stepped out slowly, letting my heels click against the pavement. My skirt was short, barely covering my thighs, and the black net stockings clung to my legs, tracing every curve. I wore a black halter bra under an unbuttoned shirt, the loose fabric teasing my cleavage every time I moved. The air was warm, but the night carried enough chill to make my skin prickle.I walked toward the entrance. The bouncer at the door was big, arms folded across his chest, eyes scanning me from head to toe. I leaned toward him, close enough for my lips to brush the air near his ear, and whispered something.His eyes widened, and there were mixes of expression—horror, surprise, maybe recognition. He straightened, nodded quickly, and, without another word, pushed the door open for me.“VIP,” he said to another bouncer inside. “She’s to be attended to personally. Get her whatever she wants. And ev
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