Vanni: A Prequel by Ginger Voight

Author:Ginger Voight [Voight, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Ivy Lane Media, LLC
Published: 2015-07-23T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN:

It is with my newfound confidence that I head to Sedução the very next night. I’m feeling pretty good about myself, I can’t lie. Every time my thoughts return to that sexy threesome the night before, I feel like god. Those girls worshipped me in the best possible way. With every command they were ready to do whatever I wanted to make me happy, any position, any sexual fantasy or kink I may have wanted.

Of course that makes me feel like a king. I am a hot-blooded Italian after all. When I walk through the dark hallway leading me downstairs to Sedução, there’s a strut in my walk. Tina may not have shown up the night before, but I know for a fact that she wants me. If she won’t come to me, I’ll go to her… this once anyway.

I know I have what it takes to keep her coming back for more, no matter how she wants to use me.

I amble to the bar, where I order a beer. While I wait for my order, I glance out over the venue. It’s a large, sprawling joint, the basement of a repurposed industrial warehouse. Everything gleams steely gray, lit with neon blue racing along the top of every wall. The ceiling is mirrored, with various lighting contraptions to keep the room swirling with vibrant color. The black-tiled floor sparkles with shimmering multicolored glitter so it looks like you’re walking on diamonds.

The stage is located in the other end of the room, and it’s larger than anything we’ve played so far. My mouth curves into an absent smile as I imagine what it will be like to perform there. This is a high-end crowd. I should know by how much I had to shell out for a cover.

It is clear that Sedução misses no details. Everything is perfection, right down to the patrons themselves. The women are flawless. The men are wealthy. This is the best of New York. That demands the best in return.

I can’t wait to play here.

“Here’s your beer,” the bartender tells me. I throw a fifty at her, to cover the beer and a very generous tip. Her eyebrow arches as she looks me over.

“Want me to open a tab?” she asks.

I lean closer. I love the way her pupils dilate with interest. This is going to be easier than I thought. “Consider it a bribe.”

Her mouth curves into a smile. “A bribe for what?”

“To get me a little closer to your boss, Tina Nunes,” I admit openly with no shame.

She chuckles. “You’re going to need a little more than that, hot shot,” she tells me as she starts to turn away.

“How much?” I ask, making her turn back. One of the swirling lights overhead glints off my money clip as I withdraw it from my back pocket, making sure she catches a glimpse of the bulge in my pants. A flush immediately creeps into her neck. Two birds, one stone.

I release the bills from the money clip and flash a handful of fifties and hundreds.

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