One night with my mean billionaire boss
“It’s Saturday night, and we are lined up to get into Sky Bar. I’m with Maya, Yvonne and Stella, and this is our third club. It’s nearly midnight. I’m having the best time ever. We laughed and danced and prick teased every stupid man in New York.
“Why are we waiting here in line again?” I frown. “What was wrong with the last place?”
“Nothing. This place is better, but it doesn’t heat up until eleven.”
“Oh.” I shrug. Gosh, I know nothing about New York nightlife. The doorman removes the red rope blocking the door and ushers us in, and my breath catches.
Wow, this bar is way up on the fiftieth floor and has a huge balcony overlooking the city lights. There’s a dance floor and numerous cocktail