Break So Soft : a Dark Billionaire Romance by Stasia Black EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Authors: Stasia Black
- Language: English
- Genre: Billionaire Romance
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CALLIE
The bass of the club beat vibrates through my feet and up to my ribcage. I
close my eyes and everything tight in me loosens as my hips start to sway
with the beat.
There’s that delicious electricity in the air. Bodies are thick on the dark,
crowded dance floor. The music is so loud it drowns out every other
thought. I could deep swaying and lose myself out here on the dance floor
and I’m tempted.
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My eyes snap open again. Because no, I’m not here to lose myself. I’ve
done enough of that over the last four months. For most of June and July, I
barely left the house except for work.
Then I went out, very reluctantly, with some coworkers for happy hour
one night and discovered something amazing. It’s the same thing that’s
drawn me out tonight.
I’m here to fucking feel alive again. Or as alive as I can with the most
vital part of myself amputated from my life—my son.
Not thinking about that right now. Not thinking about any of it.
Several people enter the club behind me and I finally move forward.
The stiletto heels I’m wearing force me to walk in a certain way. Back
straight. Hips swaying. If I’m honest, I’m fucking strutting.
I own it. This is my catwalk. The club’s so crowded, I doubt anyone’s
looking at me particularly, but I imagine they are. I’m commanding every
eye in this place. They are all at my fucking beck and call. I revel in it, the
power I have in this moment.
It’s not all in my head, either. When I sit at the bar and cross my legs,
casually fluffing the wild shoulder-length red hair of the wig I splurged on
last month, I don’t just feel like a queen on her throne. The people in the
sphere around me respond to me as if I am one.
A couple of women look down at their own dresses self-consciously.
The man sitting beside me immediately angles his body toward me and
away from the woman he was flirting with moments before.
I hide a smile as the bartender, also a man, notices me among several
people vying for his attention. He leans in as he asks what I’d like to drink.
“Vodka tonic, please.”
“Put it on my tab,” says the guy sitting beside me.
I only spare a cursory glance in his direction. He looks to be in his midthirties. Far from old but a little out of place for this particular club scene in
his business shirt with his tie loose and askew. Yeah, it’s a Thursday night,
but it’s eleven o’clock. He couldn’t change into something a little more club
appropriate?
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