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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY

“Why are you keeping a lady waiting? Get the glasses now!” He ordered the bartender, who hastily walked away, he didn't even hide his fear. Who was he, and why did I have interest in knowing him? I cleared my throat, and even when my heart asked me to head back to my room, my brain asked me to stay.

“Can I sit down?” he asked, pointing at the stool next to me, and I nodded, confirming.

“Of course you may.” I struggled to open the bottle.

“Let me help with that,” he offered, and I gave him the bottle. My eyes wandered to the hookers he was with, but I didn't see them. They left. I realized and prayed that my guard

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