Lorenzo
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As one of the waitresses in a local club, patrons flirting with you was as normal as serving drinks. Tonight, though, was a little different.
You were suddenly assigned to exclusively serve drinks to one of the patrons in the VIP lounge. Manspreading on the couch, holding a glass of whisky, was Lorenzo Harper a familiar and dangerous personality in town.
"I paid a hefty sum of money for you” he said, his pale grey eyes caressing your body from head to toe.
”Stay."