Chatter 2 Keresse The bass still thumped in my ears as I slipped out of the VIP room, legs shaky and my tiny skirt barely back in place. Rhysand was still catching his breath on the couch, shirt half-open, looking like sin and satisfaction. I didn’t wait for the awkward “that was fun, see you never” talk. I grabbed my clutch and bolted.Mia was waiting near the bar, nursing a drink and scrolling her phone. “There you are! Girl, your lipstick is gone and your hair looks like you just got railed. Details?”“Later,” I muttered, pulling her toward the exit. “I need to get out of here before he comes looking.”We walked into the cool night air. Mia flagged down a cab, holding me as we stepped into it, the city lights blurred past while I stared at my reflection in the window, tank top straps slipping off my shoulders again.“You okay?” Mia asked, turning serious. “That was… a lot, even for a revenge fuck.”“I’m fine,” I lied, voice hoarse. “I just needed to feel something. And holy shit,
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