𝕁𝔼𝕎𝔼𝕃𝕊
"What's your name?" His tattooed fingers tapped my knee, his tone was flatter and more insistent this time, I swallowed hard. "Juliette Larson," I wasn't supposed to be talking to him, I wasn't supposed to be alone with him, Naomi said he didn't bother with the dancers. "When did you start working for me, Juliette?"...