Chapter 5

Several weeks had gone by since she had been dismissed. Jack Lockwood’s name had followed her around like a curse, from girls screaming whenever they spoke about him to the male folks rushing to the gym to work out, all wishing to be like him.

They didn’t know the truth. She did. He was a pain in the ass. He was a spoilt brat that flaunted himself like he was a fucking trophy. They should call him golden locks, not Jack Lockwood. She thought to herself alone one sunny afternoon as she got an extra cup of coffee to calm her nerves down.

The evening was just setting in, but she had already been kicked out of 3 bars for harassing every blond that she came across. Just one more stop before I go back home, she thought to herself as she made her way through a dark alley just right off the corner.

Everything was weird in New York City, so seeing a club down this dark alley was nothing surprising. High on top; such a strange name for a club that didn’t have much