chapter 1

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I went to one of the best clubs in Mumbai to calm myself down. The bass from the music is all-consuming; it feels like the beat is coming inside of my body. But I was quite good and used to it since my teenage. Because of being a orphan sometimes lets you go free without any fucking controls.
I make my way to the metal stairs            
I caught sight of my friend Aryaandh. He was sitting on a black couch with his legs spread and bar waitresses bouncing up and down on his lap while his head was kicked back with his eyes closed. that girl's skirt was long gone she was just in her shirt only. She was riding on his cock for all to see like a slut.
Girls are always like this gold digger slut       
I sat on the bar counter and started taking a shot of my whiskey. A waitress came toward me with a seducing smirk on her face. She was wearing a black skirt and red tank top that was not even properly hiding her body. Her whole body was on display for me. She was chewing her bottom lips in a seducing manner. She came and sat on my lap. She started kissing me like a good little slut. and I gladly let her do it after seconds. I took the lead now she was under me moaning and begging for my dick. Then she wrapped her legs around my torso, still moaning and begging. We end up in a room.and i ficked her until she passed out.

                      
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In morning

I opened my eyes. I catch the sight of that slut sleeping beside me sleeping without even a single piece of clothes.i am not complaining either. I I took my wallet and put the money on the bedside table and wore my clothes and left from there.after glancing at that whore once more.

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I went towards my mansion.The workers in my mansion greeted me. I just nodded to them and went straight to my room, took a refreshing bath and dressed in my black suit. I went downstairs for breakfast. One of my servant was serving my breakfast when suddenly the juice slipped from his hands towards my phone. Anger was raised in me in an unhealthy manner. My eyes turned into a pinch of black shade. He was already shivering in fear.

"You moth*r f*cker how dare you"i roared at him

"Sir I am sorry please forgive me please it won't happen again please"he begged to me

I grabbed the flower pot placed near the table and splashed it on his hands and glass pieces started pursuing into his skin blood was flowing from his wounds.

"You are dismissed"i said to him

"Sir please it's my only income don't do this to me please”he started crying and said.

"Do you want your life or job?”

"Sirr......."

"I don't repeat my questions "

"Life sir"

"run "

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