Lorraine Lebedeva As I disembark from the sleek limousine, Dante's warm greeting echoes in my ears. I offer a coy smile while adjusting my attire, ensuring that my makeup is pristine before stepping into the bustling nightclub.My choice of attire for the evening is a daring red leather dress, hugging every curve, and accentuating my bare décolletage. I pair this with a classic black stiletto, adding an extra touch of sophistication and glamour.Dante's hesitant question hangs in the air, his apprehension palpable. I suppress a smirk, inwardly relishing in the fear that I so effortlessly evoke in others. With a small nod, I reassure him of my confidence, steeling myself to enter the club, determined to make a lasting impression.Confession time. I fibbed. Papa's iron grip never releases after dusk. Except, he's out of the country and won't return for another forty-eight hours... so I have two glorious days of liberation. And, my dear friend Katina is turning twenty today.Being the of
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