Chapter 125

  Aria

  "I fucking love New York!"Faye whisper-shouts when we slip past the two burly bouncers of Hot N' Bothered.

  We race into the club on our heels—I stole a pair of Louboutins from mommy dearest, and Faye has her sister's pair of Pradas on—brushing past sweaty shoulders, loud drunks and couple...

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