Page 93 of Goldsin

“Are you talking to yourself, mate?” Emeric’s annoying voice appears by my side. “You are such a weirdo—ooh!” He notices Aurelia. “Quite the show, huh?”

I barely spare him any attention. Next time I’ll refrain from telling him where I’m headed for the night.

He didn’t text me much after our arrival, only mentioning how Eleanora flaked on him. Eleanora hasn’t texted Aurelia since then—I’ve watched her the whole time to be sure.

I wonder how Emeric doesn’t go insane with how secretive that girl can be.

“Eleanora would love this place.” He turns on the spot, admiring the club. “She’s always had a thing for the color purple.”

“Sure,” I mutter, not really listening to what he’s saying.

Aurelia is grinding her perky ass on the pole. She arches her body, arms locked around the upper part ofthe pole above her head. She’s wearing nothing but her lingerie and black boots.

She knows what she’s doing.

“Fuck,” Emeric breathes.

And I smirk.

“Yeah, Emeric. Take her all in.”

There’s nothing I love more than when others appreciate her beauty—as long as they keep their hands to themselves.

In one swift movement she gives us her back. Her legs are slightly parted, so fucking inviting. She peeks over her shoulder, her lips curving to the side as she gives me a daring look.

She laces her fingers over her back, reaching for her bra clip.

She’s about to push the boundaries sheknowsI’ve established in my mind.

“Eight, nine, ten.” The last three seconds are up. “Looks like you’re mine now.”

In a heartbeat I step forward and up the stairs. She’s unclipping her bra and letting it fall to the floor as I move behind her. I’m blocking the crowd’s view of her breasts when she turns to them.

I hear the crowd boo at me, but I don’t care. She’s so close right now I can smell her sweet perfume—so different from the provocative act she’s putting on—but most importantly, I can see the smirk she’s wearing.

This is the reaction she was hoping for.

“Show’s over, golden one.”

Her gaze is intoxicating, her plump lower lip gettingstuck between her teeth as she looks up at me. “Finally,” she almost purrs.

I don’t waste another second. I reach for her arm and throw her over my shoulder. The action gets a giggle out of her that constricts around my hardening dick.

Weaving through the crowd, I search for a private room.

I know there are numerous private rooms here, but with the amount of alcohol being passed around, there won’t be any available by now. And I don’t have time to waste.

I need a different kind of private room. Any will suffice as long as I’m buried deep inside of her.

A waitress passes by, and I snatch the tray of cocaine from her hands, then I head toward the row of closed doors.

Aurelia is still giggling as she sends soft punches to my back without effort. If she’s trying to make me believe she isn’t dripping-wet from the way I manhandled her, she’s in for a rude awakening.

I walk down the corridor until a sign catches my attention: “Employees Only.” I try the doorknob and shake my head when I hear it click open.If you don’t want someone to enter, you should lock the door.

Although that’s never stopped me.

I stretch my fingers across the wall, searching until I feel the little switch and flip it. A light flickers on, making the same sound mosquitoes make when they get fried by those bug zappers.

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