Chapter 68

Dexter

Was I dreaming?

I pushed the stripper aside who tried to give me a lap dance after I asked her not to bother, while wondering who trained them.

I made my way through the midst of sweaty bodies, dancing wildly to the songs as if they had no problem to deal with and for a moment I wished to be them.

By the time I could get to the bar, she had already left. My heart was torn into pieces because she had to see such a disgusting sight. Now I have proven to her that I didn't care which was exactly what she feared.

How could...