I didn't know if to get angry or scared at what was being ordered for me to do. My legs felt as if hearing the requests too was threatening to give way from under me, and coupled with the drugs that had me hazy and so strained, it was taking all my willpower to keep my eyes open.
I didn't have a choice; I knew that. This was his domain, and right now I was under his scrutiny. I tried to push away the nervous feeling because I knew that was what he wanted, and whatever he wanted, he got.
"Okay." My heart laced with fear, I nodded, trying to hide the trembling. "I'll do it."
Freda nodded sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Gia. I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't listen."
I turned to find him crossing his legs, eyes on me, making me uncomfortable, but he didn't know he was in for a challenge, for I wasn't going to crumble as easily as he thought.
Walking back to the pole, feeling my sore knees, I noticed the music in the background and began to move, trying to look as flawless as I could,
