Novel & Cerita I Could Put You In The Mile High Club

Lila moaned, nodding desperately as her first orgasm of the trip built fast under his skilled touch. Marcus smiled darkly, pressing a kiss to her neck. “Welcome to the Mile High Club, baby.”

I was sitting in the VIP box in one of my famous clubs in Canada, Whisper, and was looking at my prey who is enjoying his last minutes with girls. Should I say enjoying or should I say that he is digging his own grave by being with those girls? Those girls may look like bitches but they are the professional killers under my mafia and now also they are doing their work.

"A new club opened up called NA. It is known for its exclusivity and luxury. meaning the one who usually enters its door are celebrities or high-profile individuals. Membership is by invitation only, I have gotten a hang of two tickets do you want to go?" She asked with so much excitement that I didn't have the heart to say no moreover I kind of wanted to go. I have spent so much time inside the house locked up trying to please Anthony and taking care of his needs. I have been spending life for a long time and forgot how to live it in the meantime. "Ok, I will come" I jumped up and clapped her hand in excitement. "But let's go to my house first I want to change into something else this suit

I slowly backed up with a frightened expression. I could see he was getting frustrated. "I'm a millionaire, I own this club and many more" he tried to persuade me. "I can't be persuaded, I'm not a cheat" I was still backing up amongst the people in the club. "I'm also a Mafia leader" he winked at me. I froze. You've got to be fucking kidding me, why me?.

Lily immediately recognized it and exclaimed, "Isn't that the card for 'Diohn Club'!?" Everyone was surprised to hear this. "Diohn Club" is a highly exclusive and unique VIP club located in Cloud City. Unlike typical entertainment venues, it only accepts special guests who can enter by invitation card. These cards are sporadically issued by the enigmatic owner of "Diohn Club" and are auctioned off in limited quantities. Even celebrities find it difficult to gain entry.

I am dreading this day and it's already noon. I just have 2 to 3 hours left for the party. I don't know why but iam feeling like something is going to happen and these past few days are my best days. I have been living in a shell for the last year but here in New York with lilly and Zay, it feels like there had been nothing bad that happened in the past. I have been miserable for the past year and this one month in New York with lilly and Zay shows me I can be happy again, I can laugh wholeheartedly again. I can survive a a day without a panic attack and I can breathe without feeling like someone is judging me.

Miles POV “Okay. You’ve got this, Miles.” I muttered under my breath and brushed off my jacket. I took another glance at the signpost and then marched into the clubhouse. I’ve never been this depressed since the switch happened. I’m so bored to death that I decided to storm VISTAS, the clubhouse. I made my way into the building and walked past the crowded people. Disco lights were shining around the room as music blasted through the speakers. The room was crowded and no one seemed to mind. People danced, drank, and flirted.

Away from all this madness…’ Miles: ‘Nope.’ Me: ‘Excuse me?’ Miles: ‘Maybe you forgot the auction. It’s still happening. And you signed a contract with the club. You can’t back off.’ I blush profusely. Me: ‘You wouldn’t let that happen now. Would you?’ Miles: ‘We will see about that. But postpone your New York city trip until after the auction.’ The door knocks and I glance up and see Miles leaning on the door with a pair of short and no shirt on.

"My cousin Joaquim opened a new elite club. He’s been howling at me for weeks to visit, and he’s cordoned off the most private VIP den in the house. We can dance, drink, and let the wolves out. What do you think?" "Sounds perfect, but what does that have to do with being airborne?" "The club is in the New York Sector." "New York?" I blinked at him. "You’re taking me to the High Council’s city?" "Dinner first in Manhattan, then the club." "You’re flying me across the coast for a first date?" I stared at him, stunned, as the Escalade pulled away from the curb. "Yes. Don't tell me you have a problem with the city." "I’ve only been once, when I was a yearling." I looked at him in confusion. "We’

So instead I decided to go to Bourbon Heat the night club I was telling Igor about. As I entered (wait let me rephrase that) As I snuck in (because I haven't turned 21 yet)) the bright lights and loud music started to invade my senses, distracting me from my heartbreak. Then Camila Cabello's song: 'crying in the club' came on and everything came rushing back. Quickly I ran to the bathroom not wanting to burst into tears infront of everyone and also because like Camila says "Ain't no crying in the club"