A GIRL CALLED MYSTERY

CHAPTER 215

In a high class club in Las Vegas, a beautiful woman who looked like the siren of the seas with her thick, wavy, dark blonde hair that reached down to her waist, and sparkling blue eyes that enchanted whoever that looks into them. She had plum red lips, pointed sexy nose, and perfectly shaped brows that had men drooling all over.

Her figure was enchanting, the very definition of hour glass. She had firm breasts the size of average paw paws; her belly was totally flat, without an ounce of fat. She looked slim, but not too skinny, and she was very tall, like a run way model. Her ass was perfectly shaped, meeting her thighs at a perfect curve.

She was the true definitely of sexy, beautiful, and charming.

The woman was dressed in indian silk, dancing to the beat of seductive music while men kept throwing money at her feet.

“Damn! Mystery is such an elusive fox. She tempts one and slips away, making them seem the fool.” A man wearing an expensive designer shirt and trousers sp