Chapter 8 – Back in the Game
Chapter 8 – Back in the Game Salty Dog’s Lunch Break “Salty Dog, it’s your lunch break,” The Govna said with a smirk, clapping him on the back. “Go ahead, I’ll take over from here.” Salty grinned, already eyeing the door. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he muttered, slipping away with a wink. The party was just getting started — and The Govna knew exactly how to handle it from here. Salty returned from his lunch break with a full belly and a cheeky grin. As he walked back into the boutique’s private lounge, he saw The Govna sitting comfortably on a velvet armchair, legs crossed, sipping an espresso as the two ladies sat at his feet, giggling at his stories. “Welcome back, lad,” The Govna called out without looking up. “Refreshed?” Salty smirked, loosening his belt slightly. “You know me, Govna. Always ready for round two.” The blonde stood immediately, walking over to Salty and pressing herself against him. “I missed you,” she whispered, brushing her lips across his cheek. The brunette giggle...