Buy My Time ✓

Part 12: Ride of the Night

I got out of the stall and washed my hands, wiping away my leaking mascara.

Damn him for making me cry in pleasure.

Why'd I even let him do it?

I pulled my sleeves back down and they fell past my hands. Such a drag. I was walking around like a human bag in his hoodie.

I turned towards the door and walked out, a couple bumping into me as they started making out.

"Sorry," I said, but they didn't seem to hear.

"Hey, aren't you that girl from earlier?"

I glanced to my side and kept walking, "Nope. Not at all."

The person grabbed my wrist, "I think you are."

I stopped and looked up to see a sturdy blond man with a bearded jaw that was as sharp as a polished shield.

He was dressed in a white tuxedo with a rose pin fastened on one of his coat pockets. He must be one of the richer ones.

Not going to lie, that money got addicting.

"Are you wanting me to dance?"

Something about the glint in his eyes seemed off, "Yes."

•••

He lead me to the V.I.P. section.

Oh?! I'm getting paid tonight.

There were men sitting around on a sofa at a table with a lighted pole.

They stopped drinking their champagne when they saw me approach.

One of them looked confused, "Is she even a stripper?"

I looked down at the oversized hoodie I was wearing, "I-"

The blonde man smirked, "Yes. She can undress."

I then remembered how sore I felt.

For Yolarie, I repeated inside my mind.

I gulped and almost went to stand on the table but a voice cut me off.

"Down girl."

I backed away immediately.

It was Titus.

"She is already reserved for me," he said as I went to stand by his side.

"Oh," the blonde man responded, lighting a cigar. "My apologies. Have a nice night."

Titus put a hand on my back and guided me away.

I looked back at the blond man. He was smiling knowingly without a second glance at me, almost as if he was winning a game that hadn't began.

I quickly looked away and Titus whispered, "That was Duggard."

"W-what? Then kill h-"

"Look around you, Zyla."