Eleni
Sean leers at us through the whole ferry ride and the taxi to the massive club in the city. If I thought Piacere was loud, that’s only because I didn’t know how loud things could get. I can almost taste the music in here, and people are packed in so tightly I can’t remember the last time I took a breath that wasn’t mostly someone else’s hair. At least it makes walking in the heels easier. There’s nowhere to fall.
Get more PearlsTop Up
Go to Joyread app
Then you can read more chapters. And you'll find other wonderful stories on Joyread.