Money. Sex. Power.
It ruled the world and Sasha Torres was going to feel every aspect of it. From the moment she is thrust into a world filled with all things desired, she is bound to what it feels like when three suitors come along and have her und...
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Sasha was tired but she did have fun...the only issue was she couldn't go home yet. It was close to two in the morning since Amber advised they leave an hour early before the party ended. When arriving back at the shared apartment of Dominic and Amber, the confident brunette had made it clear to all five women that she would be calling them personally. What those calls were about, she would not tell.
After making her announcement, everyone gather their belongings to leave but Sasha was immediately stopped by Amber, informing her on staying behind. It confused the curly-haired woman on why she had to be the only one to stay since it had been a long day and night, and she really wanted to get some sleep.
"It'll only take a minute, I promise." Amber was very reluctant on discussing some small matters with Sasha, so she didn't argue knowing sometimes the brown-haired woman could be a bit pushy.
So here Sasha was, situated on the elegant couch in the luxury penthouse apartment waiting for Amber patiently but her mind was far gone. All she could think about was sleep.
"How did you enjoy the party?" Amber suddenly asked while fetching a medium size bottle of champagne. "I would like to know your thoughts."
"It was...fun," Sasha answers somewhat truthfully. "I didn't expect to be so many people there,"
Amber smirks, "I told you it would be fun," She walks over with two flutes filled with pink champagne. "I'll like to make a toast," She sits beside the curly-haired woman handing her the glass.
"For what?" Sasha wonders as she accepts the drink. "It was only a birthday party. Besides, I think I've had enough to drink."
"Yes, and one more drink won't hurt you." Amber giggles. "And it's not even full glass, girl. Now to make my toast." She clinks her glass with Sasha's. "For taking a step into controlling your worth,"
Sasha nods just before taking a small sip of the champagne. "Thank you, I know...I still have a long way to go and..."
"You'll continue?"
Sasha's wondering eyes meet Amber's instantly as she went the entire night thinking about what her life would be like if she wanted this. Upon arrival, she did feel nervous knowing if she was going to fit in or not but easily she blended in with Amber's skill of words. She still hated the feeling of being uncomfortable around the majority but she was willing to make conversation with some.
A certain blonde with dark roots...and an arrogant black-haired jerk.
Throughout the night she was approached by different men but wasn't ready to take that step. If showing her face at parties knowing she had Amber by her side and being paid a certain amount of money, then so be it.
"Yeah, I...want to continue this. If I was to be invited back for my second test" Sasha's eyes shift towards her fidgeting fingers on the glass. "I know I want this." She looks into Amber's exciting eyes. "I don't want to suffer and be dragged through the mud anymore...knowing if I was passing up a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,"
