Chapter 3 – The Govna’s Proposal
The Govna strolled over, placing his strong hand on Salty’s shoulder. “Listen here, lad,” he whispered with a grin, “I’ve got a little proposal for tonight.”
Salty raised an eyebrow, still trying to calm his raging desire as the young lady continued posing in her blouse, oblivious to their conversation.
The Govna leaned in closer. “I’ve invited a few special guests. Beautiful ladies. Powerful men. Private room upstairs. Champagne’s already chilled. I need you with me tonight – my right-hand man.”
Salty felt excitement rush through his veins. He’d been at parties before, but nothing like The Govna’s secret gatherings.
“Don’t let me down,” The Govna continued. “This girl here,” he nodded towards the lady adjusting her blouse, “she’s only the beginning. Party time is about to reach heights you’ve never imagined.”
Salty exhaled slowly. His mind spun with fantasies. Tonight was going to be wild.
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