Prolouge

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Austen P. O. V
As another drink slides down my throat, leaving a burning sensation, I turn and look at another worthless male that was wanting my attention. You see, the guys I usually associate myself with only want me to please their needs. After they get what they want they leave. I get used to it as it happens often.

"So you wanna get out of here" the guy questioned. I think this is the third guy this week, and hell I don't even know his name. Fuck I stopped counting at one.

I nod, knowing what he wants and just wanting to get it over and done with. Who said I enjoyed what I do? He grabbed my hand leading me out of the crowded house.

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