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Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
What was he doing here?
He looked dead at me, eyes scanning over my slim figure. I panicked as he started strutting towards me, ignoring all the women who tried to talk to him. "Angel, what are you doing here?" He questioned. I looked him up and down, finally taking notice of his attire. He looked like sex on a stick.
He was wearing an all-black suit, his suit jacket unbuttoned, and two top buttons on his shirt undone. I felt my panties dampen a bit, as he stared at me hungrily but a look of concern was still apparent.
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"Answer the question, angel." He grunted, his voice getting deeper as if he were growing annoyed.
"Business, Daniel." I rolled my eyes. I told him that already. "It's not safe here, mama, that's why I am asking," he clarified. I nod, taking a sip of my Margarita. "Are Asher and Richard here?"
By now, he was sitting by me. "Yeah, they should be around here somewhere." I scan the room, seeing Richard sitting at a table munching on some of the gala's food, surrounded by some old ladies. And Asher talking to a group of men, as if feeling someone staring at him, his eyes flickered towards me. A look of confusion crossed his features before settling on a smirk.
"Did you come here with anyone, mama?" I nod, biting my lip, my body growing hot. These nicknames never affected me as much before, so why now?
It felt as if my stomach were to be doing somersaults.
"Who?"
I snap out of my little trance. "U-um... my boss."
Silence settled upon us. Asher and Richard were now making their way over, both eyes settled upon me with smirks possessing their face.
"Hey, baby."
"Hello, Love." They greeted. I smile, my head swarming with inappropriate thoughts as they surround me.
