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Guardian Angel

Author: Jenne Lopes
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Aria

"One more, please," I gulped down the burning alcohol, the sharp sting offering a momentary reprieve from my torment. As I scanned the room, I took in the dimly lit, seedy environment. Drunken men leer at the scantily clad dancers writhing on stage, their hands wandering over their own bodies, stroking their cocks in anticipation. Some licked their lips lasciviously, eyes filled with depravity as they fixated on the exposed flesh of the dancers. The room was suffocating, a den of lust and debauchery, and I hated that my best friend had to work in a place like this.

"You look like the weight of the world is crushing you," the bartender said softly. Zara was my best friend, and her concern was etched across her face. She was a bombshell, with her thick black hair cut into a bob, framing her delicate features. Her deep brown eyes were filled with warmth and understanding, and she carried herself with confidence and poise. Her outfit, though, was another story.

Zara was clad in a ski
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