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190 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 20, 2019

"It’s obvious (Warner) wants to say something, but like the pussy he is,
he tucks his tail between his legs and nods, once again reminding me
why my family name is more powerful than his. It’s not always about
the money, but about the bite behind the bark."
Harper means nothing to me. She’s worthless, dirt beneath my feet, she lost her worth the day I found out she betrayed me.
I don’t care about girls. They’re nice to look at and to fuck, but that’s as far as my feelings go for them. I use them as a place to put my dick, so why the fuck am I getting territorial and pissed over someone calling Harper a whore?
“Hi, there,” some chick behind the bar greets me. Leaning over, she puts her elbow on the bartop, giving me a prime view of her tits. “What can I get for you?”
“I’d like to suck on your tits,” I confess, making her giggle as if she is shy. I know otherwise because she keeps pushing her chest up to give me an even better view. Bitch loves the attention.
“How much for a private dance?” I let my gaze trail down her barely dressed body. She’s wearing some lingerie that leaves very little to the imagination. In fact, one of her nipples is actually peeking out on one side. Classy. Then again, who am I to complain? I came here to get wasted and fuck some bitches.
“How long would you like your dance to be?” she asks, trailing her hand up my arm and over my shoulder. Her fingers feel like acid on my skin, but I don’t care… anything to get rid of her memory, of her stupid voice in my fucking head.
“Maybe three or four songs long? Depending on how tight your pussy is.”
The chick’s eyes light up, and not surprised in the least by my proposition. These girls will do anything for money. “For you, three hundred.”
“Perfect! Let’s go then,” I tell her, gesturing with my hands, “lead the way.”
She grabs my hand and starts pulling me away. I almost trip over my feet as I glance back at Cameron one more time. He gives me a disapproving look but is smart enough not to say anything. He doesn’t know what it’s like to be in love and have everything fall apart. He doesn’t know what it’s like to have the woman of your dreams become exactly what your father said she would be. Jokes on her though. I’m going to follow through with my threat this time. I’m going to destroy her, ruin her until she’s nothing, just a speck of dust.
Like a puppy, I follow the blonde to the back hall. She doesn’t walk very fast on her five-inch clear high heels, so I take the time to stare at her ass while I trail behind her. It’s not as full and nice as Harper’s ass, but it will do. Ugh, I really need to get her out of my head. Maybe fucking this chick will help, then again, if it doesn’t, there are plenty more women in this place.
“Don’t call me anything…”
“Okay.” She closes the distance between us and drops down to her knees between my legs. Her fingers flick the button on my jeans, and she is about to take my still flaccid dick out when the door suddenly flies open.
What the fuck?
The girl jumps back, and we both look up at who has come to interrupt us. I swear to god if it’s Cameron… For a split second, all I see is Harper standing in the doorway, but quickly realize it’s Valerie. Sweet, good, Harper would never step foot in a place like this.
“I’ll give you five hundred bucks if you don’t say whatever you are about to say and let Candy back in here,” I offer, and I can see Valerie thinking about it.


