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Without Dignity
Ava stumbled out of the VIP suite feeling both physically and emotionally drained. But hell if she wasn’t about ten grand richer. She had just made in a single night, more than she had in her entire three and a half months living and working at the Green Light Club. And from a bunch of bastards who’d claimed to not even like her. Sighing, Ava paused to slip her heels off. Leaning against a wall, she rubbed the aching balls of her feet and fought the sudden urge to burst into tears. A strange sense of pride and disappointment intermingled within her, filling her with dueling urges to laugh and cry. Ultimately, she parsed out, she was glad to have been able to game the system she was a simple cog in, just like Madame Bella had urged her to do. At the same time, though, Ava was deeply s
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