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Keelyn Kelly
When Keelyn and Kitty moved to Nashville to get away from their suffocating parents three weeks ago, she didn’t realize how sheltered they were.
And how unprepared she was for the real world. For the men of the real world.
Growing up she had always been envious of other kids.
The other kids always had really fun parents. Ones that would take them to get ice cream or to the mall.
Hers and Kitty’s always said that it was from the devil.
They didn’t have fancy clothes or nice shoes. They got what they could from the Goodwill.
Or from whatever someone in their family gave to them.
They did their best to find things from Goodwill and often stumbled across some good finds.
They learned the value of a dollar, but that didn’t mean that she didn’t want what everyone else had.
She was envious of them, with their huge houses, and their cars and their lives.
How free they were to live. To make their own decisions.
That wasn’t allowed in the Kelly house. Nope.
Their father was so strict and forceful that if they even gave a hint of fighting back they would be struck.
You learned quickly not to fight back.
They lived in silence and fear for too long.
They had bought a shitty old Honda with some of the money they had pooled together from cutting lawns, and babysitting and had driven as far from their old town as they could and at the first big city, they found a nasty, super sketchy motel to stay in until they could find an apartment to rent.
The Palomino Motor Lodge left all the things to be desired and she hated it. Knew they had spiders and other bugs crawling on them while they slept, but they didn’t have a choice.
They had tried to turn it into an adventure and were excited to see the bright lights of Nashville through the window of their room.
Kitty told her once that the lights called out to her. Summoning her.
She felt the same. It seemed like they had finally found where they were meant to belong.
She had turned nineteen right before they left and she and Kitty both needed jobs.
So, as any good girl would do, they faked their IDs, so they could work in one of the hottest nightclubs around town.
They had walked around Nashville on their very first day to the city and had seen all the bars and the nightclubs that littered the strip.
But one building stood out to them more than any other. The 7 Deadly Sins nightclub was like a beacon, and she felt like she was drawn to it like a moth to a flame.
She had gotten an I.D. before Kitty, letting her sister know if it was even worth it for her to get one too.
She wanted to see how good the tips were and if they could make it together there.
But as she was led through the club for her interview, she wasn’t expecting to find the hottest man alive sitting behind the massive desk interviewing her for the job.
She thought that coming to a place like this, she would be interviewed by a manager, but not the god of a man sitting behind the desk.
