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I manage to squeeze myself past the clubbers swaying to the heavy music and into the elevator that would take me to the VIP section. ‘Mustafa,’ Justin's voice pulled my attention as I stepped out of the elevator. He stepped out of my favourite VIP room and tilt his head a little. Justin Gregory, is a twenty-six years old tall, lean guy with sandy blonde hair, dark eyes, and sharp features. He owns and manages Sweet Night all by himself and he excelled at what he does. Wearing a blue shirt, dark faded jeans, and a baseball cap to match. He looked nothing like the businessperson he is. Tonight, it seems he wants to lay back and enjoy himself without the hurdle that comes with running such a h

"Hey, Aaron! Did you know this!?" My friend Jasmine was just released from her schedule today. She is a pornstar too, second to someone I admire. She and I never worked together but since we were from the same university and she was my senior who inspired me into this field, I respect her vastly. Jasmine holds a pamphlet in her hand and swings it on my face. Removing the bands of the camera strings from my hand, I hold onto the pamphlet to read it briefly.

Aires, I have been drawn to him from the moment I set my eyes on him, it was as if our souls were connected, no matter how hard I tried to fight the feelings it just wouldn't go away, my feelings for Kyle paled when compared to Aires, but deep down,I know he wouldn't like to have anything to do with someone like me, I stared at myself, I wished I am more curvy and girly in all the right places, "a penny for your thoughts" someone said beside me and I was startled out of my reverie, I turned to see a young lady, I had never seen before, I am sure I have not set my eyes on her because if I did, there's no way I would have forgotten her, she's a beauty, her chestnut hair fits her hazel colored

Jasmine asked me "It's just no one so important, just a random guy" I responded Jasmine dragged my phone running away from me, I guess she wanna know what the text message is, I could hear her laugh so hard drawing attention towards her, I couldn't even get pissed about it, do you know why? Then I guess I have to tell you why, Jasmine is a friend I so much feel comfortable with, she's far way better than Cindy in keeping secret, Cindy is way too talkative and lousy in nature to keep secrets as she blab so much and made mentioned of the things you told to her unexpectedly, that's who Cindy is, she's just an opposite of Jasmine who can keep a secret and not tell it to nobody, just like Steph m

kind of day. "Girl, I am so glad you’re here." Jasmine appeared at my side, grinning mischievously. "There’s a hottie at training today, and I need you as my wingwoman." I narrowed my eyes. "You’re using me as a distraction because I’m not as good as you in sparring?" "Yes and yes," she said shamelessly. "But you are improving! And listen, Butt-Out-Girl and Bikini-Fade are already all over my new conquest. I only have this morning to snatch him away before they sink their claws in him."

"I must be getting old.' Jasmine, who was only in her thirties said she was around fifty years old. She went to her phone and checked it. She finally could open the message. She sat on the bed and folded her legs while she went on her phone. She saw the heading and it had Joe Graham with over ten messages that he had written and one was even from this morning. She nodded and opened it. Hi, Good morning. This is Joe Graham." I already knew your name, you have mentioned it like three times. She spoke as though the guy was indeed in front of her. She laughed at her own silliness. "Time to be serious." Jasmine's laughter was her own way of being sane and it seemed to be working, at the very leas

"It's not that. I actually kind of like listening to gossip." "Should I turn it back on?" He said it almost like he was teasing me. I laughed. "No, that's okay. I can guess what happened." Over the past few days, because I still had mutual friends with Jason, I couldn't say I was completely out of the loop. He was infamous now. Of course, he wasn't going to end up well. I wasn't very good at golf, but Liam was skilled. He stood behind me and took my hands, teaching me how to swing.

"I'm the best fucking bassist you can buy, man. I'm not going' anywhere." ""Just behave. You ready, Jas?" Jasmine grabbed her little cosmetic bag and did a quick repair job, fluffing her hair and checking her outfit. She slapped her Stetson back on and turned to Gary. "Okay?" "We think you look gorgeous," Tony Baez, her lead guitar player called out. "Forget about him." There was another knock on the door. "That'll be your cue," Gary said. "Let's move it, people."

Marc was racing around putting things out and trying to get Jasmine to tidying the front counter. Today was Thursday. Thursdays and Fridays were always the busiest days at The Maze, hence Jasmine’s presence. She was slow and cumbersome. Her stocky build and dead straight black hair made her even more unusual and totally out of place. However, she was great at front of house and as much as Marc protested, she could make a mean coffee. Marc hated Thursday’s and Fridays simply because Jasmine had a little crush on him, despite the numerous attempts he’d made to inform her he was gay.

He gestures to the open door, letting Asher move through first and then Dani, before he follows them in. Leo leads the group through a beautiful apartment, to a luxurious lounge room, where Jace is reclining on a couch, reading a book. “Jace, look alive. We have company.” Jace looks up in surprise, with his reading glasses low on his nose but still looking the exact same as he did five years ago. Just as handsome as ever, as was Leo. When Jace sees her, he smiles widely. Dani is flattered that they remembered her from all those years ago.