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Chapter 2 - Hindsight Is A Bitch

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Panting heavily with every breath feeling like his lungs were on fire, legs sore from running longer than he's done his entire life, Leo couldn't bring himself to a halt, he could...but what laid in store should he do so scared the hell out of him. Oddly enough that fear gave him the strength he never thought he had, he just had to get to a safe place and figure things out from there. 

Running through the red light district of Stardom City, every glance his way was a piercing gaze of a death sentence, a guilty feeling welled up in Leo's throat, he knew it was only a matter of time till the cops hounded him, this was no ordinary murder as she was no ordinary victim. His pleas would drown out in the cluster fuck that was his current predicament. 

Looking back, things were going just too well. Leo's life wasn't a complete sob story but it wasn't a fairy-tale either, but things never went so smoothly like it did this week. 

The week started off so good the expectations were a given, after years of hard work as an escort with near flawless ebony smooth skin, crowned with natural good looks and great knowledge in the art of lovemaking, a payday was finally in sight. 

The holy grail of all customers; a highest-class citizen with an ether-grade VIP card, booked an appointment with him, but thinking back on it now it wasn't strange at all. Those ancient relics strutting about as women of authority with sagging...everything...held up by cybernetic alterations gave him chills whenever they booked his services. 

Being young and handsome must have given them some sort of youthful feeling, the fake look of lustful desire he showed them boosted their wornout egos, giving them orgasmic pleasure helped too, hitting places they never knew existed with a well endowed black dragon between his legs was the deal breaker. 

Pretty soon he garnered fame and a bunch of envious pricks but it came with the territory. But never in his imagination would he had thought his biggest break would reach out to him and schedule a session due to his fame. 

In Stardom City, pleasure clubs were fronted as high end bars with restricted access, of course the lower class citizens could get a warm body for the night, but they are usually worn out women and men with fading beauty or those who crossed someone high up the food chain and are condemned to be play toys of the poor. 

Among these high end clubs was the ten-star members-exclusive Golden Pearl, famed for hosting faction leaders, cartel bosses and within it's walls were the universal peace treaty penned and signed by galactical faction leaders, and that's where this mysterious lady scheduled a session and sent him an invitation card complete with a butler delivery. 

How was he not supposed to have expectations? But if the street life had taught leo any lesson, one that he should have remembered, it's to always expect the worst so you are never surprised. 

He should have never accepted the invitation, she wasn't some outdated bitch in heat or an altered seeking some false senses of love, she had it all, could have it all, all she needed was ask. Maybe he wanted to know what it was like to touch an upper-class gem, maybe he wanted to taste what lesser men like him couldn't, regardless, Leo knew he fucked up but that's what hindsight is right? A fucking bitch.