Chapter59

#Chapter59

/"Harry, where the fuck did you find this shit/" I exclaim throwing the folder right at his face like some dirty rubbish ready for disposal. Harry doesn't even make a move as he stands there surprised and above all pissed out of his mind once he realises that this is some fucked up scam.

I don't waste any more time standing in this room with him, I rush out and head into the club and burst into every room possible looking for her. Each room has its own theme whether it's a room for private sessions or just a simple lounge to hang around in.

As I barge through one of the doors on the left side of the hallway my eyes widen at the state of this room. The chains and ropes on the floor next to a chair angers me, I'm so angry I could literally pummel someone's face into the ground and wouldn't give a flying fuck for whoever it was.

Harry seems like a good place to start.