Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

It was in the wee hours of the morning.

The bodyguards at the entrance to the Millennium started to feel sleepy. They fought to keep themselves awake as they waited for their colleagues to take over their shifts.

One of the bodyguards was in mid-yawn when some rustling noise was heard.

Suddenly, he froze. "Hey, listen. Do you hear that?"

His partner replied, "Hear what? I didn't hear anything."

"No, I heard something. It was a rustling sound... like something grazing against the wall!"

His partner was frightened out of his wits. "I heard that this land used to be a mass grave decades ago.

It's the middle of the night. Don't scare me like this!"

"Wait here. I'll go and take a look."

The first bodyguard picked up his flashlight. He went around to the back of the club warily.

He shone the light around him. He also moved the light in an upward direction along the walls.

who was standing straight

was on

he was standing on was only wide enough for his feet.

there firmly with a calm and cold expression on his face as he observed all that was

amiss. So, he left while scratching his

a blind man," Axel

between his fingers. With a few swift moves thereafter,

in with agility. He managed to get in without a

five figures per night. He was having the time of his life with his notorious

with having women by his side. He had a voluptuous woman sit with her legs spread across

in his mouth. Being in the valley was only temporary. On the pinnacle is where you belong!" "That's right! How could Jameson compare himself to Mr. Josh? He's a bastard who only managed to rise to his position because of accidental luck. He gets as proud as a peacock just because

You need to

robbed him of his position as president. A ball of fury rose within

women around him

fuck out,

escorts scattered away

of the lackeys came up to Josh. "Mr. Josh,

a top-notch club? It doesn't seem too impressive to me!"