STRIP

HAKAN

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Every minute that passed by was agony. I haven’t felt this much desire for a woman ever since I lost… no, I won’t say her name, I won’t think about her. Memories of her would only make me lose my nerve and leave. I was here to get over my dry spell. It was time to accept the fact that she was gone and I would never see her again, even if it hurt to think about. I listened to my men talking and laughing and asked for something stronger to drink. I was too tense despite forcing myself not to bring up the memories of the woman I really wanted to be with me. Nightingale.

Fuck! Not thinking about her was impossible, especially now that I was about to touch another woman. It felt like I was betraying her by being here, by thinking of that dancer and planning to have a one night stand with her. I drank the whole glass the second Sebas delivered it to me and he whooped. I requested for another glass and he got me the whole bottle instead. Every bottle of alcohol in this room cost thou