Rashid

Swirling my drink, I lean back into my chair, my legs splayed open.

I wasn’t exactly in the mood for a lap dance, but if one of the dancers wanted to come over and give me one, I wouldn’t refuse it. Honestly, I didn’t know what I was in the mood for at this point. My mother had severely pissed me off, and staying inside of the palace any longer was driving me up the wall.

Even though my entire family was at the ...