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MADDOX
The hotel’s bar was packed tonight. There were a
bunch of men who attempted to look expensive and
proper with their high-end suits and a drink in hand,
as they surveyed the dim-lit bar. Supposed ‘Gentlemen’ but
they were leering at the women, and it was clear as day,
there was nothing proper about their thoughts.
There was another crowd of people who were too drunk
to give a shit.
And lastly, we had the opportunists, the women and men
who were here to catch the attention of someone who was
probably as wealthy as the President of the United States –
for a night of luxury and passion. Or, well… more than one
night.
This was Paris’ finest hotel, and daddy dearest probably
paid a shit-ton for mine and Lila’s stay here. My birthday
present.
He threw money at me, in my face, even though, all I
ever wanted was for him to acknowledge my existence with
a simple “Happy Birthday.”
I guessed he was too busy for that.
Yeah, fuck you, Dad.
Conversations swirled in a dirty cloud of smoke and the
stench of cigarettes. My nose tingled at the strong smell of