He’s been back every night for the last two weeks, just watching me.
Some nights when he was feeling bold, he’d request a lap dance, and other times he’d pay extra for a private room where I’d strip and dance for just him.
But not tonight.
Tonight, he wanted me. I know he did. He’d hinted at it the few times I’d dance for him in the private rooms.
And tonight, I just might let him have me…
Content Warning: This is a 15,000 word dark MM short story. Please, please, PLEASE — check the trigger warnings inside before you read. This is NOT a romance.
Antonnette Roberts is a self-proclaimed coffee addict who enjoys listening to romance audiobooks because her self-diagnosed ADHD makes it impossible for her to sit still and actually read anything longer than a Chinese food menu. She lives in her head most days, where she is busy conjuring the next adventure she wants to write about. She enjoys the beach, long evening walks with her kid, and is completely enamored by any and everything coffee-related. She once bought a number of coffee-infused chocolate bars, then processed to eat them over the course of an entire week, and was unable to sleep for the entirety of said week. She regrets nothing.
I have no idea wtf this was, but it was interesting. I love me a good revenge plot and this... this was insane. I was a little confused at first, but it was a short novella and it held my interest long enough for me to figure out what was going on and yeah... I'm glad I did.