Case File Name:
Twenty Fucking Five.
♠Chapter Fifty-Three♠
Back in Miami after a red-eye flight and over ten hours of sleep—I was officially focused on planning tonight.
A very adult night that Nadia would sadly not be able to attend.
But I was over dinners and formality.
I wanted to mix champagne and tequila—and dance the last night of my birthday week away.
Which I didn't want to do in an ordinary club.
Instead, I rented a venue.
One that had tall ceilings, crown molding, and dramatic chandeliers.
Everyone I had ever met in the last five years was on the guest list.
Which you could say was a lot of people...
I had numerous acquaintances from not only the nightlife scene but college—and then just being out and about and meeting new people.
Tonight will be as fucking incredible as I want it to be.
And nothing less.
Luckily, after my walk-through of the venue everything seemed up to standard.
They were already preparing the white porcelain tub that would later be filled with ice and mini champagne bottles.
And the bottle girls were already there setting up the bar alongside the staff.
Even the DJ was getting his set ready.
And seeing everything quickly coming together soothed any last many nerves—allowing me to go back home to my apartment and get ready in peace.
And after a few hours, I officially looked like myself.
Or the older version of myself.
Someone who felt wilder just four months ago.
I was in nothing but a tiny black strapless dress with my dark hair straightened precisely and framing my face covered with a matte makeup look.
One of my latest Rolexs gifted to me from Tazmin remained on my wrist—matching all of my other silver jewelry while a black Dior purse hung on my arm.
I looked really fucking good.
Especially after touching up my lipliner and gloss.
My typical black-red bottoms clicked precisely with each step I took—approaching the parked Maybach waiting for me.
And as soon as I approached the snowy white sedan—the driver automatically opened the door for me, allowing me to slide into the seat next to Tazmin.
Who immediately glanced up from her phone at my presence.
And to say she looked fucking incredible would be an understatement.
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Romance"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especiall...
