CHAPTER 11

CABARET ‘TILL THE DAWN

“Wuooo! Wuooo!” The sound of thousands of men was heard in the club.

Dim red lights, the heavy smell of sweat coming from those ones looked at the dancing woman with desire, the loud music sounding and the sound of crystal bottles hitting each other was the picture Camila saw every weekend.

Smiling with seduction, she walked over the stage with her black heels undoing her bra and covering her breast with her forearm while the men continuing screaming her name. Well, the name she used there, in that club at night.

“Candy! Candy! Candy!”

Unlike the other women who also worked there, Camila always got the attention from all men. Her slim figure, her smooth face, the long brown and softy wavy hair, everything in her body was enough, not too much not too less, just enough to make men go crazy and make them do whatever she wants whenever she wants.

Walking over the tables where drunk men shared the passion they felt for the slim figure walking here and there, seduci