DARK ROOM SERIES 1: DRINK ME
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After chesća's weekend run away show, all her co-model and friends decide to have fun after a long tired day of fashion show.
They'll enjoy the night in this very classy and elegant high end bar. This is her first time in this kind of place she's a busy woman with a complicated relationship. Her boyfriend kris is a fucking cheater! He cheated on chesca's best friend but now ex-best friend indeed Tanya, she trusted her yet she fooled and back stabbing chesca behind. After 2 weeks, she learn that Tanya got pregnant by kris! That's fucking news!
They had 3 years in relationship and he goes impregnate other women the fuck that right?
So here she was in this fucking bar drowned herself on liquiors they have. She don't care at all. Fuck
Then suddenly met this hot owner of the bar, after they locked up in the DARK ROOM.
Torvas a 25 year old man, owner of the most high end bar in the country. Legal or illegal doings was fine he has the connections anyway.
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