All Chapters of SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

001 AUGUST The nightlife in LA was always thrilling. The clubs around were buzzing with illuminating lights. I had already arrived at the club. Last night, I matched with another man on Blink It, and now I was meeting him here. The moment I stepped out of the Uber, I could feel eyes follow me, but not in judgment, just in awe. They never thought they’d see a man with such a body. I had a full hourglass figure with a very pretty face. I wore a black tank top, low-rise denim shorts, and a black boot that made my calves more defined. My spine tattoo, glint of dermal piercings were one full display, all intentional. Money was tight, but it didn’t need to show on my face. I handed the bouncers my invite and they nodded, leading me into the heat of the club. The club was named Veil because most big names came here to disappear. And in Veil, discretion was their law. I headed into the velvet part of the club, which was strictly by invit

003 AUGUST No one had been inside the Loz feliz glass mansion before. We only imagine how it was. It wasn't just big, it was offensively big. The kind of house that could make you feel poor even from a distance. The Uber dropped me at the front entrance. As I stepped out, I was faced with towering gates climbing into the sky. The gates gleamed under the sunlight. I came very early. You wouldn't come late to a one-thousand-dollar weekly paid job. But suddenly, my black tank top felt extravagant. Like I’d shown up at a funeral in a crop top. The gates opened like they were motion-sensitive. It was smooth, creepy, and Expensive. It felt like someone was watching me. I turned around to look but the gate was already closed. Then I heard footsteps, and I turned back around to look. A man stepped out from the drive, he was tall, his shoulders were broad, built as though he could push a bus without breathing. His suit was well-tailored, the perfectl

005 LEVI I saw him when he didn’t even notice me. Most people at Veil liked to pretend like they were in the spotlight, but he didn’t. He was made for the spotlight. The way his waist swayed majestically and my eyes caught a glint of the silver dermal piercings on his waist. I was close enough to smell him. His skin was layered with vanilla, coffee, and a strong herbal scent. I love it and I wanted to cover that scent with mine until there was nothing left of him. August Grey Twenty-three years old. Far behind on Rent, Reckless, and lives for fun. I watched him from afar with the masked man who had his hands on him. Jealousy pricked every inch of my Skin. I heard his moans even over the loud music. I clenched my jaw in annoyance. The next morning, I saw him walk out of the veil, his eyeliner smudged, with faint fingerprint bruises on his neck, but he still looked wonderful. He left in an Uber and I stood outside w