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The entire world was supposed to run on Ava time, and there was to be no complaining about it, either.

Charlotte’s long, honey-blonde hair hung in loose curls down to her waist, the sides pulled back into small braids.Her small blood-red halter top showed off her petite waist and molded perfectly around her breasts, or as Ava liked to call them, her ‘money makers.’Her tiny black skirt only just covered her butt, and the thigh-high black heeled boots finished off her outfit.

It’s time to slut up, were Ava’s exact words when she had convinced Charlotte to come to thebest clubin town, where the rumored rich folk were supposed to frequent.When Charlotte had finally gotten home from work, she’d found this outfit laid out on her bed with a little note next to it.

You’re going to look hot, bitch,with a little heart drawn next to it.

Charlotte had rolled her eyes, frowning at the tarty outfit her friend had picked out for her to wear.She nearly ignored it to put on something she’d be more comfortable in, but Charlotte knew if she didn’t wear it, she would never hear the end of it.

Charlotte leaned to the left, peering once again down the long line, but it didn’t appear to be moving at all.She looked above the door at the bright white neon sign standing out against the black bricks.

Fallen Angel.

Nice name.Hopefully, the club is just as good on the inside,she thought, as someone grabbed her ass from behind.

Charlotte whirled around, ready to give a stern glare to whatever drunken slob tried to grope her, but her frown disappeared when she found Ava standing there, grinning at her.

“You liked it, didn’t you?”she giggled, her long black hair blowing in the slight breeze.

Charlotte gave her a quick once-over, taking in her round cherub face, stunning high cheekbones any supermodel would die for, and brilliant smile, then scanned herslut upoutfit, which consisted of a tiny black strapless dress that looked like it had been painted on, and black six-inch heels covered in gold spikes.

“Always.”Charlotte smiled back, instantly forgiving her for being late.

“You look hot, bitch!”Ava said, giving her an approving once-over.

Charlotte rolled her eyes, ignoring her.“So, who is this hot stranger you’ve been keeping as your dirty little secret?”

Ava had been getting obsessed and spending all her spare time with some mystery man.

I am totally not jealous about it, she lied to herself.

Ava’s face took on that wistful look she always got when she fell in love with her new flavor of the month.“He’s tall, tanned, and give-you-an-orgasm-on-the-spot handsome.I think we will have a July wedding and then honeymoon in the Bahamas,” she said dreamily.

Charlotte burst out laughing.“You truly are crazy.But the way this line is going, you won’t get to see him tonight.It hasn’t moved an inch since I’ve been here.”

“Have you learned anything from thehow to live with being so hotlessons I’ve been giving you?”She tsked, shaking her head as she somehow managed to climb under the rope in her tiny black dress, motioning for her to do the same.

“What are you doing?”Charlotte asked, trying to bend without flashing the group of guys behind her.

Should have worn a longer skirt.

“A bit lower, and you would have taken me to heaven,” she heard one of them say.

The group burst out laughing.

Charlotte quickly glanced back at the group of guys.The one who had spoken wore a white buttoned shirt and blue jeans, his dark hair cropped close to his scalp like he was fresh from the Marines.

Charlotte’s cheeks heated, but like always, Ava came to her rescue.She leaned over Charlotte’s shoulder, flipping him the bird.

“You wish you were good enough to handle all of this,” she snapped, waving her hands at Charlotte.Then Ava looped her arm through Charlotte’s, pulling her toward the front of the line.“We are bypassing this line, honey, and walking in like we own this joint.It’s called V.I.fucking P, baby.”Ava grinned at her as they walked past everyone.

Ava was swaying her hips, strutting to the front of the line, causing a lot of wolf whistles from the drunken men and hateful glares from the women.

When they reached the front, two large, burly men stood in front of the giant double doors, arms crossed over their chests.They wore black attire and had a menacing appearance, as if they would murder their own mothers just for fun.

The music from inside the club was thumping so loud that Charlotte just wanted to get inside and have some fun.It had been a while since she’d been out on the town, so Ava had better deliver on herthe best night of your fucking lifepromise she made when Charlotte agreed to this.The look of the bouncers didn’t seem to faze Ava one bit.She looked at them like they were her long-lost friends.

“Tank, my man, how’s things tonight?”she said to the first bouncer.

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