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“Of course you do,” I mutter.

Actually, there’s only one person who can capture my attention long enough to get my mind off Marya and Marcello.

My sweet, pretty Aurora.

“You know what? I’ll go...disconnect, or whatever the fuck you want to call it. But I have one condition.”

“Sure.”

“Find Aurora.”

“Who?” Theo’s brow furrows.

“The girl from the club. I bet you can get your hands on some security camera footage. Track her down. Set up an alert. When her face shows up somewhere in town, let me know.” A smile spreads across my lips.

“But...” Theo licks his lips.

“It’s the only way.”

“Come on, man. There are plenty of hot girls everywhere.”

“I know, but I only want her. Is that clear?”

He bobs his head, not looking happy about it. His task isn’t easy, especially when any footage there might be of Aurora is possibly too dark to be useful. But I don’t give a damn.

I want her, or I want no one.

CHAPTER7

Aurora

“Um,I’m not really sure about this,” I say as I glance down at my outfit.

My father’s away, so Julia managed to sneak me out of the house yet again. But when she sent me into a restroom with a bag full of clothes she got for me, I didn’t expect to see this.

My skirt is so short I’m pretty sure everyone will be able to see my black lace panties if I bend over or move too quickly. It’s also made out of some weird plastic material that resembles black leather. My top is black and so tight I can see the edges of my bra under it.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Julia says as she looks me up and down. “You need to get rid of your bra.”

“What?” I gape at her.

She changed her clothes too, and now she’s wearing a really tight sequined black dress that barely reaches her thighs. Her hair is up in a ponytail, and her smokey-eye look makes her seem a bit older than she really is.

“Well, it would look way better if you couldn’t see the straps.”

“But then everyone will see my nipples!” I face the mirror and tug on the top.

“Would that really be so bad? People will be showing way more than just the contour of their nipples.” She grins.

“Okay, wait. Now you really have to tell me what Purple Pleasure is.” I put my hand on my hip and raise an eyebrow at her. “Is it a sex club?”

“Pleasure club.”

“That’s the same thing!”

She tilts her head. “Pleasure club sounds better. Classier.”

I lift my hands up. “I’m not going. Forget it.”

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