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DANCE FOR RICH MAN (NEW WORK)


Assallamuallaikum all, mom came to bring new works, stop by and enliven ya 🥰 must anyway!


Her new book is DANCE FOR RICH MAN


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“Quen, tonight there are VIP guests again,” Madam El told Quen who was lying on his stomach in bed.


“Iya, Madam,” replied Quen lazily because he just woke up.


“Do not forget to give your best dance,” said Madam while sipping her cigarette tucked in her finger.


“I know, Madam,” replied Quen while turning his body and sitting on the bed.


“I want to take time off,” continued Quen while staring at Madam El who was busy exhaling cigarette smoke from the nose and mouth.


“Request at reject!” madam El replied firmly.


Quen rolled both his eyes lazily, as Madam El always refused his wish to leave.


“Here are many other erotic dancers, and they can take time off freely, why don't I?!” quen protests at the end.


“Because you are a special dancer!” madam El answered, rising from the edge of the bed she was sitting on. How could he have let Quen go free, if one dance only the girl made millions of dollars that would make her richer.


Madam El's lips smirked as she took another sip of her cigarette, then immediately exited Quen's very luxurious room with all its facilities.


Quen closed his eyes tightly. Although he only appeared once a night, but over time he felt bored as well. It needs fresh air out there. He was tired of hiding from his parents.


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Exactly 7pm.


“You're ready, Mister?” ask Clarie to Mike who already looks very handsome charming.


“As usual, you just go home!” mike said without answering Clarie's question.


“Good, Sir,” replied Clarie obediently and did not ask anything more because she did not want her boss to be angry.


Mike immediately leaves for the nightclub without anyone to accompany him. Only he went there using his luxury car. It didn't take long, he had already arrived at the Club that night. He showed his member card to the bodyguard who stood at the door of the Club that night. After the examination, Mike was allowed into the club.


Mike's steady footsteps to the VIP room that has been booked previously by Mr. Santigo. The sound of music that pauses-jedug accompanies Mike's footsteps. The man circulated his gaze, staring at the atmosphere of the Club that night that looked dim, but there was a disco lamp that became an additional lighting. The sound of cheers of young people who spend the night at the Club makes the atmosphere more boisterous.


Arriving at the VIP room, Mike is greeted by Mr. Santigo. They both shook hands steadily.


“Sorry, yesterday my mood was bad,” said Mike after sitting down the sofa available there. He just reasoned like that so as not to impress licking his own spit that has been taken out. Ah, it's all because of Carlos! Mike's heart is upset.


“It's okay Sir. I understand,” replied Mr. Santigo while chuckling softly, to show one of his golden teeth installed on the top front. Then Mr. Santigo gave Mike a cooperation file.


Mike accepted it and read it carefully, and nothing was missed at all. Mike nodded his head several times, the cooperation agreement has been received by Mike. Mr. Santigo smiled widely and was very happy because in the end his company was able to work with Mike's very large and successful company.


“As my gratitude. I'll give you a gift,” said Mr. Santigo with a big smile.


“I don't think you need Mr.” replied Mike.


“No ... No. ... You can't refuse him, sir. I have already paid a lot for this gift. Enjoy your time, soon your gift will come, and I'm sorry,” said Mr. Santigo while shaking hands with Mike, then immediately out of the room.


Mike took off his suit button and straightened his body, sighing harshly while he was in the room alone.


Not long after the door of the room opened from the outside, Mike turned his head, staring at a woman walking up to him in a graceful and sensual style. The dim atmosphere makes the sensation in the room very stressful. Mike just stared flat at the woman with no interest at all.


“Goodnight, Mr.” The woman's voice was very melodious and soft in Mike's sense of hearing. Never had he heard a woman's voice this attractive. Mike seems to be getting interested in the woman who turns out to be a masked woman.


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Must stop by yes, because it still has to do with the Clark family 😁