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People began to come out of the woodworks and filed into the VIP. A tall leggy blonde came into the spot and kissed Val on the cheek as her posse came and began filling up their glasses with champagne. I figured it was his girlfriend, but she left after they finished whispering, leaving behind her loud friends.

Feeling a little overwhelmed as some man began gyrating his crotch directly in my face, I stood up and pushed him.

"What the fuck is your problem bitch." Crotch boy sneered.

"Bro you don't know me like that....and you had your dick in my face." I was about to go postal.

"Fuck you...you must like girls," he replied with way too much bass in his voice.

Valentin stepped over. "You should apologize to her."

His tone had turned dangerous. Gone was the man with a mischievous smile. In his spot stood someone else, and that someone had a killer bubbling dangerously close to the surface. Crotch Boy turned to see who was speaking to him and recognized Valentin right away.

Stammering, he said, "I meant no disrespect to her."

"But I think you did," Valentin said. "And you, again, should apologize to her. I won't repeat myself again, boy."

Damn, that had to be rough,I thought. Valentin has emasculated him in front of all his friends who had grown quiet watching the exchange between us. I didn't like attention, or at least not this kind of attention.

"Valentin, its fine," I replied.

He never took his eyes from Crotch Boy. "It's not."

I bit my lip, and finally the man apologized. I nodded, accepting his apology; the man's eyes were actually brimming with tears and I couldn't take it so. "I'm going to use the restroom. Where is it?"

Val tried to escort me, but I shooed him off and got firm directions. Promising that I would return shortly, I left the VIP and headed to the restroom. Getting there required moving through hordes of people, but I finally managed to get there.

Once inside, I headed for the sink and grabbed a paper towel. Once it was wet, I placed it on the back of my neck and tried to collect my thoughts. As I cooled down, I tossed the paper towel into the trash and pulled out my cellphone.

I texted Des. “How is everything?”

“We're good,”he replied after a few minutes.“I'm leveling up this character in Call of Duty.”

“Where is your sister?”

He was even slower to reply, but finally did. She's talking on the phone in the living room.

“Ok, should be home soon.”

“Have fun, sis.”

I knew that was Des's way of trying to get me to shut up and leave him alone, so I didn't text back. Instead, I put my phone away, fixed my hair and washed my hands. I was prepared to rejoin the VIP and hoped things had calmed down.

As I was exiting, a bus load of women decided to enter. Leaving the bathroom, I spotted the tall leggy blonde from earlier and disappearing with her was Liam. Really? He had made me dress up to come to this club for unknown reasons, and I was just going to hang out with Val....

It dawned on me then. Miss Blonde with legs for days hadn't been here for Valentin, but instead she'd been here to see Liam. He had engineered this entire thing. Well, he had another thing coming because I was about to rain all over his parade and proceeded to follow them. They disappeared into an office and closed the door behind them.

The door read: MANAGEMENT ONLY. As if it were some sort of warning. I took a few deep breaths before storming in and found the woman had already peeled her clothes off and Liam was in an office chair; pants and shirt undone. Every single tattoo that he owns under all those clothes are on full display.

Then there was the matter of a naked woman, who had no shame. Her body doesn't contain an inch of fat, anywhere. Her small pert breast were already feeling the effects of the air conditioner as her nipples had already turned to tiny stones. He smirked when he saw me enter and she only looked over her shoulder.

"Who is this?" she asked with a thick accent, maybe Russian, and unashamed of her nakedness.

"A thief," he said.

"Clearly, I interrupted your playtime," I said.

"Do you want to watch?" Liam said.