Endangered/Issue 10 (Old)

This is a preview of #10 of Endangered and is titled Brown. It is Issue 10 of Volume 1 and is expected to be released Friday, December 27th.

Brown (Preview)
This was the life. Lights. Drinks. Girls. This was his favorite time of the day, and basically one of his favorite things of this life. It was just the kind of guy he was, and the kind of life he lived. The man, who currently sits on a red padded couch in the VIP section, holds a glass of whiskey in his hands, and watches the people outside of the VIP section. Wearing gold rings, a gold necklace, and a tailored good looking suit, it appears this man is very rich. That and his natural good lucks, including his brown hair and goatee to go with it, make him seem like the perfect person.

This is Daniel Brown, who while rubbing his hair out of his face, still keeps his gaze among the people out of the VIP section. It was mostly full of young party goers, or rich partiers, or just the loners looking for something. To say at the least, it was full of people. One of the people that catches Daniel eye is a young girl, maybe in her early twenties, who dances on top of a table. She wears a mini-skirt, a half unbuttoned black button up shirt, and has long brown hair. She looked fun.

Taking his eyes off the girl he instead looks around him, and truth was he was the only person in the VIP section. Then again it wasn’t shocking, considering he owned the place. In fact no one was even near the VIP section minus the bodyguard that stood at the red rope. The bodyguard, Desse, stands tall in his black suit and hands folded behind his back, with his eyes scanning the whole area to make sure it was safe. Sure enough it was safe from any weapons, but not alcohol.

Daniel, taking a nice big sip of his whiskey, soon looks over to Desse. “Hey yo Big D.” Desse, hearing Daniel, silently sighs to himself before turning to Daniel. He always hated the nickname “Big D.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I want more whisky.” Daniel holds up his basically empty glass, shaking it too just to prove his point. “Get it.”

Desse nods his head and heads to go get it, while Daniel leans back on the couch more, going back to watching the club. Once again his eyes fall on the girl, who still dances on top of the that table. He smiles and suddenly another thought comes in his mind. Being the boss in this city he could get whatever he wanted, and he wanted her.

At that moment Desse returns with the whiskey and proceeds to hand it to Daniel, who takes it with no hesitation, not even a single “thank you”. Desse just turns away while Daniel takes a giant sip, before lightly laying down on the table next to him. “Big D.”

“Yes.”

“Bring her over here.”

“Who?”

“That one.” Daniel points over to the young girl dancing on the table, smiling while doing so. He wanted to do some good things to her. Desse, nodding to his request, makes his way over to her and Daniel watches, taking another sip of whisky. Soon enough he watches while Desse gets close to the girl and tells her something, and Daniel sees her looking at him. He smiles. So does she.

Then just like that she walks over to the VIP section, walks past the red rope, and heads toward Daniel, who still just smiles. “Welcome to the VIP section.” He says once she is near enough, and she takes a seat next to him. Even prettier up close. The girl only smiles.

“Can’t say I’m impressed yet. I’ve been invited over many times.”

“Ever invited over by people with loads of money.”

“In fact I have.” the girl points across the room to a pair of two men in suits, sitting at a table with their eyes watching stripping girls. “By them, but they’re kind of annoying.”

“Well let me change that.” Daniel lifts up his shirt, revealing a steel black pistol just sitting there. “I can make it so they never ask you over again.” The woman stares at the pistol he just showed, then at him, and she only laughs. Daniel takes this as a good sign and lowers his shirt back down, before extending his hand. “Daniel.”

“Lara.” The girl, Lara Drake, shakes his hand.

“Well then Lara, lets get some fucking drinks.”

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Daniel sits now in a different room, more like an office, and stretches his legs onto his coffee table. Sitting on the black leather couch, a fish tank next to him, he watches in front of him with a smile on his face, where a now shirtless Lara dances, however she still wears her silk purple bra and and mini-skirt. She only laughs while doing a pretty slutty dance for Daniel, it’s like she was having fun.

Lara, seeing Daniel wants a little more than a dance, reaches behind her back and grabs her bra strap. Soon enough she unhooks her bra and drops it, now showing her boobs to the smiling Danie, before tossing her bra at him. She proceeds to slowly walk toward him, and stands directly in front of him, before dancing again. “I must say Lara, you have a damn great body.”

“Trust me, I know.”  Lara, taking his hand, places it on top of her boob, and Danie smiles. She was his type of girl, he loved sluts. Reaching his hand up her mini skirt, he begins to feel her underwear, before he even reaches inside of it and rubs her, causing her to moan.

“I would love to get in that skirt of yours.” Daniel says while taking his hand out.

“In the shirt is free, in the skirt however is gonna cost you.”

“How much.”

“Hundred.”

“For real?”

“For real.”

“Well then,” Daniel reaches in to his wallet and pulls out two hundred dollar bills, and places them on the coffee table. “What are we waiting for.”

Lara, staring at the money, just shrugs and reaches into her skirt, and slowly pulls down her light blue thong, and upon taking them off, places them on Daniel’s chest. “Two hundred dollars worth it is then.”

Well he certainly did get two hundred dollars worth.

(End Preview)