Chapter Nine

“Vic?” My voice sounded weak and I hated it. Vic’s eyes roved up and down my body, and a wide, salacious grin spread across his lips like oil.

“My my, you look even hotter than I’d imagined you would, and believe me, I’ve spent a lot of time imagining it,” he murmured and grinned. Pushing himself back in the booth, he spread his thighs, clad in skinny jeans, and flexed his hips, no doubt trying to draw my attention to his pathetic hard-on.

“What the hell are you doing here, requesting me? You know I don’t dance,” I snapped at him.

Vic laughed, and gestured to my outfit, covered tightly by my robe “And yet, here you are. If I’d known months ago that all it took to get Aria the trailer-trash prude, into sexy underwear and ready to dance for me, was $100, I’d have done it long ago.”

“I – I hate you. I can’t say that about many people, but I truly mean it about you. I hate you,” I bit out.

“Maybe so, but you still want the money, right? And Gus still expects you to work for it. He wou
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