The Stage Star
Failed to be an artist
"Of all, uh,,,
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Laila is a 21-year-old girl, who has a melodious voice and lives in the far western part of Java that aspires to become a professional singer such as his favorite artists or divas that he often watches on television, the pressing economic demands, and, in addition, his mother's new husband or stepfather who was a smut and often teased himself when his mother was not at home, making him increasingly rounded up the resolve to go to the capital, the capital, following the idol-idolan talent search.
But unfortunately fate says another, he was even fooled by a woman who supposedly said he could help himself pass the selection through an insider connection that he knew and gave him a ride during his stay in the capital instead even changed his destiny life now.
"LAURA, HURRY!" Shouted a man from outside the dress room door where now the village girl who was once very innocent had decorated and changed her appearance into a beauty queen with thick makeup and tight clothes which only covers part of his makeup body, while the other part is deliberately left open so that it becomes a 'hunger' eye meal and longs for men who are always bewitched with all the charms he has.
No more Laila the innocent village girl, now her appearance is comparable to the artists who are holding concerts, the difference is that she concerts almost every night, and the concert is not in an ordinary place, he said, at club Z.
A luxurious and prestigious nightclub where not everyone can get in, only people from the upper class and have special members who can enjoy sinful and vile entertainment in that place, how not, the place provides a karaoke room with the lady companion or LC or often also known as a song guide who is ready to accompany his guests sing and sway overnight, even with the additional cost they are ready to sway on the bodies of their guests.
Still in the same area, there is also an exclusive bar equipped with lady escords who are ready to accompany them to drink until they are stoned, and never refuse to present a striptease dance in order to seduce guests into buying a lot of drinks where they will benefit a percentage of the number of alcoholic drinks sold.
The stage is located very strategically where all visitors to the club can see there it is the venue Laila stage every night, every night,
"Laura, I love you!" A half-drunk man shouted loudly as Laila had just climbed onto the stage spot and positioned herself in front of the mic.
Working as a singer in that place is really a challenge for him, let alone facing the 'predators' who always brightly want to ask her out on a date just accompany a meal or even they casually invite her to sleep in a hotel with a nominal offer that is usually not kidding, but they are not, it's just that until now Laila still clings to her principle that her existence in that place is to sell voices, not to sell her body, she said, refusing sleep calls from drunk men and conscious men at the venue has become his side job besides singing at the venue for nearly six months.
While in another room a handsome man with a proportional body was enjoying the touch, the hand palpation of a karaoke guide who was booked, he said, there were about five women in his message to accompany him who enjoyed the devil drink while listening to the women take turns singing and swaying, he said, while Mira LC who has been here for a year always asked the man to accompany her continue to stick like a leech on the body of the tall man's stocky.
"Kai, can I start now? It seems I can't bear to explore your body, I've missed the torn bread in your stomach," The look in Mira's longing eyes collided with the young brown bead of the man who was always cold and never talked much.
"Just do it!!" he answered flatly, leaning his body against the soft sofa back of the karaoke vvip room, occasionally his eyes closed while enjoying the plus services Mira gave him.
No woman can resist the charism of Emperor Abdi Prawira, the 27-year-old man who has a lot of company because of the legacy left by his wealthy father was like a goalless life, the treasure left by his father seemed endless even though he scattered it every night in that place, but not a single woman who managed to make the temperament and haughty man fall in love.
His mother, who wanted to see her only son get married, had already introduced dozens of women to the Emperor, but none of them made the Emperor's heart tremble.
"Kai, touch me!" Mira's whisper glued the Emperor's left palm to his 'top less' chest but the Emperor instead looked at her sharply, his right hand which was holding a glass containing high alcoholic beverages was immediately placed on the table.
Mira had already revealed her best smile, she guessed that the man she was sitting on would compensate and retaliate in her attempt to complete the Emperor's maleness, unlike before where he who only worked alone brought the Emperor to the top while the man just silently watched himself move on it like a hot worm.
"I pay you to serve me and satisfy me, if you want me to be satisfied too, you will never be able to pay me, work as usual, don't protest much less asking for things I don't want to do!" Said the Emperor coldly.
"Arrrgghh, shiiit, you made me drop!" The Emperor got up from his seat after removing Mira from the top of his body violently, fixed his clothes that Mira had ruffled and rushed outside the room.