ISABELLA'S POV“Name and ID, Ma'am” The burly man at the velvet draped entrance said, his hand outstretched while he gave me a slow, lazy look but I could swear I felt his eyes pause at my exposed cleavage firmly jutted up by the push-up bra I had worn as the jewels angel mask over my eyes glinted under the light.At least I could confirm that the bra was doing its job.“Juliette Sergio” I lied smoothly, a smile on my lips as I handed the man the fake ID that had been made specially for me tonight.The man took it, his tongue swiping against his lower lips as our fingers brushed lightly. He looked down at the ID for a second before looking at me again, a glint in his eyes. “Sergio?” He asked, his gaze dropping to my cleavage again as I knowingly folded my arms, pushing my boobs even further, an innocent look in my eyes.I needed to get in at all costs.“Yes, that's my father, do you know him?” I asked, my smile ever present as I collected the ID from him, placing it into the red bag h
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