“Innocent and ravishing… I want her.
An old ugly, bald, and pot-bellied man grins, revealing his disgusting tobacco teeth. He drags on his cigar and puffs like he’s the bad guy.
I cover my breasts with my flexed arm and my body with my palm. Still, he tries to bend lower and peek what’s underneath my innocence.
The only men who can own me tonight are the notorious brothers. I act like I didn't hear him and try to move over to the other rich clients.
“Are you f*****g dumb?” His temper precedes his height.
“Over here.” The manager of the room signals for me to come.
‘God, no, no.’ I cry in my head.
Open fire. Blow his balls and come back for a rematch. Tons of creepy things to do to escape this shark run through my head.
“Taken. Next.” The manager’s voice rings out and a stunnin
