One Night With the Bad Boy

One Night With the Bad Boy   Chapter One

It was eleven pm. I was sitting in a club with a drink in my hand. All alone. Honestly, I had planned this night for so long and I had never imagined it going like this. In my fantasies, I would have a nice little buzz by now and there would be a very attractive man smiling and flirting with me, asking me whether I wanted to go home with him.