*What if Cinderella had a lace thong instead of a glass slipper?*
The moment I walked into the club, we both knew we were gonna fuck.
Champagne. VIP. Dirty. Sexy. Nasty. Just the way I like it.
But at the _stroke_ of four, she had to leave me because of last call.
All she left behind was her delicate lace thong.
And now she's gone. She got fired from her club for sleeping with me. She didn't even know I was the Prince. Now I’m searching all over my Kingdom looking for her.
I know she'd give up stripping if she knew how much I loved her.
But I gotta find her first.
All I have in my quest is that slip of fabric she gave me with the scent of her juices.
*Bend over, strippers! It’s time to start sniffing.*
*Because this fairytale is about to get filthy…*
_OMG! Alexis Angel totally went there and re-wrote Cinderella in Naughty Angel Style. No cheating or cliffys but it’s gonna be pretty dirty if you can’t tell. HEA? You know it, babe ;)_