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The other man seated to his left tugged his dick out of his pants.
If I had known these VIP events were excuses for strippers to earn extra by being whores, I never would’ve agreed.
Without committing, and moving to the music, I slipped away. Hoping they were so wasted and out of their minds from thedrugs and alcohol that they wouldn’t be able to address me again, I eased through the crowd.
Maybe the bartender would help? If they didn’t, they’d just be witnesses to this illegal shit.
No bouncers were back here. I had yet to see a manager. They’d be watching all the action through cameras hidden throughout the rooms, but that wasn’t to ensure my safety as an employee. Once again, I tried to stay brave with the concept that I was all on my own.
Before I reached the bar, I turned and caught sight of Nevaeh sucking another man’s dick. This time, she let another dancer finger fuck her too, all so more men could cheer them on.
She knew.
She had to have had an idea that it was like this back here, and she was all for it, happily participating.
How could you, Nevaeh?
When I looked away, I spotted that trio of wasted men beelining for me.
Fuck!
All these VIPs were too much to handle, but I was not getting involved with those three who wanted a blonde.
How could you set me up to deal with this, Nevaeh?
How could you?I wanted to scream it as she carried on.
One more glance over my shoulder showed those three men after me. They’d locked in to target me. Only me.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
Trying to avoid being stuck in one place, I avoided panicking and focused on staying mobile.
No, how couldyou?
If I weren’t so on edge and doing my best to lose those three creeps who were following me, I would’ve berated myself for ever agreeing to this. I knew better, dammit. And now… I was stuck. I felt betrayed by Nevaeh who so quickly forgot about having my back.
That’s what I get for trusting her. For trusting anyone.
All my life, I’d had to look out for myself. No one else would do that job. But as I spotted some of the more “normal-looking” Mafia members who weren’t so crude as to whip their dicks out like this were a frat house, I wished I could have a strong, distinguished man like them. Someone muscled and fierce. Someone to lean on—just once. A person who’d want to protect me, not use me.
Something had to separate these guests. They all enjoyed the smell of sex in the air and eyed all of us dancers with a similar lust burning in their eyes, but not all of them were as possessed with fucking us.
That was how desperate I felt. That was how irrational I was becoming. As the three men who’d targeted me cornered me, I knew I was really reaching for the impossible to wish for a strong man to protect me. For someone rough and fearsome to give a shit about me.
I’d only ever had myself to count on.
And as I tripped on a dropped beer bottle and realized I was well and truly fucked, cornered near the hallway that led to the private rooms, I ground my teeth and knew that was how it would always be.
Alone. And defenseless to the misery and monsters in this world.
I refused to show these three guests an ounce of fear, but as they taunted me and closed in on me, I held my breath and frantically tried to think of a way out of here.
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MAXIM
Before I reached the door to go to the Geminis’ event, the sound of heels approaching me warned me that I wasn’t off the hook yet.