Victoria's Pov"So what's next?" I hear his familiar voice from behind me. I don't answer and I don't take my eyes away from Ryan's headstone. My hands in my coat pockets. It's been an hour since I arrived here. After a break down in the room. I call for the guards to take me here and they informed me that Hunter just step out of the house. Now here I am, been standing here looking at my brother's grave stone. I wanted to cry and scream at him for putting his trust and loyalty to the wrong people but I know nothing could bring him back. My Ryan is dead and gone. And I his sister also had been reckless and to be blame for what happened to him. "Ria" "Nothing... Just nothing" I said. "If you changed your mind, let me know," he say. I shook my head. "What?" he ask nonchalant. "What's in it for you Don?" I turn around, glaring at him. "It's Don now" he scoff and I could see that he's disappointed with what I call him. "What am I suppose to call you then." He harden his gaze. "Didn't
Jan 2012, Siegel Gambino vs Victoria Larei Fraser."In this criminal case, Ms. Fraser is accused of murdering Mr. Ryan Fraser and kidnapping of Mr. Gambino in late November 2011" I squeeze my eyes close and took a deep breath upon hearing the judge's words. At the same time, I rub my sweaty palms together as I anxiously listen to her. She is about to announce the outcome of the trial. This trial has been going on for so long and today concluded it and I hate to admit that I am the villain of this story. A villain to the mafia brothers and to the people who had been watching this trial since day one. I've been in denial ever since the trial began for not murdering my brother and kidnapping the youngest of the Gambino. However, yesterday's pressure from the Gambino bitch of a lawyer made me blurted and confess the whole truth to the court. The truth is that I was the one who pull the trigger that killed my own brother and I was the one who kidnapped Siegel Gambino. It sounds horr
Present ~ the Year 2021 Victoria's POV Tonight screams, "money, money, money."It's all I'm thinking of and it's all I'm seeing instead of clients. I may not like what I'm about to do, but I am doing it for me to survive. I know some people understand me and my thoughts especially when I am in this fuck up situation. Taking in heavy deep breaths, I stayed behind the curtains as Lancaster, our MC for tonight, made his way onto the stage. He taps on the mic, testing it before he clears his throat for the next announcement. I held my breath while waiting for it. "Good evening Bastards and bitches tonight-"He didn't quite finish as the crowd hooted and hollowed at him. They threw papers and empty plastic clear foam cups at him. Lancaster scowled at them. "Hey behave tonight or you won't get your showgirl," he warned them.Everyone silenced. There is a long pregnant pause among the crowd. Lancaster looked at the audience as if he is waiting for another misbehaviour. When that did
I enter backstage and I am met with Lancaster's praises and his smiling face."Fantastic, marvellous and Great show tonight sexy mama" he complimented me.He leans forward and gives me air kisses on both sides of my cheeks."So sexy" he winks at me before he slaps my ass hard.Ouch. I wince as it stings. I wish he can see and consider that I am only wearing a black lace leotard and a sexy see-through maxi skirt with a front slit and elastic waistband. The impact of his slap hurts my ass so badly but not making me wet between my thighs. I groan and swear that if he were straight, I would have strangled him, or better kick him where the sun doesn't shine. However, he's Lanzy, my super hot gay friend.Everyone here knows him as Lancaster, the broody bartender, and MC on special nights, but he's our bubbly Lanzy. So I don't mind him hitting me on the ass once and I know that he knows I don't like being hit there twice."Thanks, Lanzy" I said with a smile and walked back to my private r
"Nooo" I jolted from my chair and paced around the room. No, I cannot do stripping as I am not a Strippedbitch."You can't do that" I glared at Michael."You don't have an option here Venus and like I said that contract you claimed is all flush in my toilet along with my shits," he spats.Eww gross.I try not to think of the toilet and shit part. It's so disgusting. I huff, crossing my arms across my chest. Michael ignores my tantrums and puts the clothes on my table."Look you're lucky that we are not pushing you around. Consider this as a favor," he said.I heavily sigh.This is unbelievable."How much?" I ask, knowing that I'm not going to win this argument. It's not like I have a choice. Do I? Michael stood there looking at me."Your freedom from us."I unwind my folded arms and look at him in shock. Wow! Lord, is this a dream coming true. Does this mean I won't be working here? I mean I have the money to start a normal life outside of new York and move away from here. Maybe a
Hunter's PovThe first moment I saw the erotic and sexually attractive creature enter the stage, was the same moment I wanted her to be mine.Only mine.At first, I didn't want to be there as I've never enjoyed watching women sexually expose themselves.However, I have caught wind that my dead enemy's sister was there last night and my best friend's winning a bet made me took a first class seat at our infamous club show.So, there I was last night, enjoying her show, instead of looking for the enemy. Watching her dance around the pole was a catch to the eye, not knowing that the beautiful creature was the same one I was hunting for months, ever since she was released from jail. Of course I only came to know of it when one of my informant whisper to my ear that she's the one I was looking for. So I never moved away from my seat. I have to admit that her dance was an exceptional performance to behold. Which made me jealous of the pole she was dancing on and all thoughts of killing he
Victoria's PovI woke up and could feel the soft sheet against my bare skin. A cold air grazing my exposed bare butt. I want to move unfortunately I can't. My legs can't move. My fingers can't lift. My vagina is sore as fuck.My whole body is numb from being thoroughly used last night. I blink my eyes to see the sun's rays pierce through the close huge window.I stay there for another hour, not moving until my body can function again except for my vagina. There is nothing I can do about it. I look from side to side and find myself in an unfamiliar place. "Where am I?" I try to think of what happened last night. Shoot! I cuss when memories starts to stir up and all I could recollect was the deal with Michael and then agreeing to the deal. Of course I remember complying with the unknown man's demand. Me grinding on him while I was naked and then things go way ward and it never stopped there in the club.I held my mouth with my hands before turning to the left side of the bed. I
I look at my blood stains on the paper as a zeal and then back at him. He stood there with his arms across his chest while leaning towards the door. His eyes never left mine and its making me uncomfortable. The two men had left awhile ago leaving me with the monster. No wonder why he was called a monster. Instead of being civilised with me the monster force my hand to zeal the deal. There was no way for me to object to his deal or anything given that I was forced to do it. I didn't even get the chance to read the contract. The only thing I know is that I am at his mercy right now with no way to back out. I clutch my right palm to my chest afraid that he would change his mind and cut it off. It's good that he slit my thump even though it hurts so bad. "What now?" I ask and suck on my thump to stop the blood from oozing. He doesn't reply right away except he ignored me and pick up the knife from the table. He observed my blood on the knife for a moment. He glance back at me and