Falling For the Masked Lady.

June was finding it hard to focus on entertaining the eager customers after the news she had received not quite long ago. Cancer had depreciated her mum's health and if June wasn't successful in raising over a hundred dollars to settle the hospital bills, it would finally finish her off completely. The stranger's eyes followed her as she made her movements round and round the pole with as much grace and talent as she could muster up. His eyes were glued to her and June felt oddly exposed. Two years of watching men watch her was enough to give her insights on the typical male behavior and their intentions as they looked at her but for the first time since June became a stripper, she was having issues reading the strange man. What did that stare mean? "You did so well tonight, Amber" Stephen said as he passed the envelope that contained her pay to her after she had closed for the night. "Do more performances like that and you'd be very rich in no time" he advised. June gave a br

June's 5am alarm rang and she woke up with a jolt. She was laying in bed, in an unknown place and with a....man? It took her a few minutes for her brain to catch on with her environment and she started remembering. A man had approached her after her performance and made an offer she couldn't refuse which had landed her in the room she was in at the moment. Morals weren't exactly a driving force when the arrangement ended up with way more than she could have earned working all three jobs for a year. The plan was to wake up earlier than the stranger and leave before he woke up but somehow she had over slept. June was grateful the alarm had woken her up and not the man, she wasn't sure she wanted him to see her face. If he didn't know her identity, it was going to make it easier for her to shove the whole encounter into a far side of her mind and focus on other important things. Along with June's clothes, her mask was laying on the floor next to the bed and she was surprised to see

"Juneee!!!" June's sister, Layla screamed as she ran to hug her as her big sister, as she appeared in the hallway where their mum's room was situated in the hospital. It had been over a week since the last time June had paid a visit to the hospital and seen her little sister. Their mum had been sick for quite awhile but June couldn't afford to just sit with them at the hospital, the bills weren't going to pay themselves. "I need to speak to Doctor Rachel first, okay?" Layla nodded and June gave her a kiss on her forehead and told her to go back to their mum. The doctor was glad to see June in good condition but her face told June there wasn't much good news to share. With Layla satisfied and her mum finally asleep after crying, June kissed them both goodbye, promised to come see them more often and left the hospital to go for her first job. The convenience store was quiet as June walked into it that morning. She straightened the front of the dress she had worn from the hot

"I can't believe I missed my daughter's birthday party for this half assed show" Two men were walking out of the club, visibly upset about the whole event. Emmys was a place you went to and got instantly happy but tonight was different and June knew she was in for it. Stephen sat at his desk with one of the biggest frowns June had ever seen in her two years of working at the strip club and she knew she wasn't going to get out of this easily. "Look who decided to show up" Stephen said as soon as June walked into his office. The frown dissolved into a smile but June knew it didn't meet his eyes. "I can explain, Stephen. Something came up, I couldn't..." Stephen cut her off before she could complete whatever she had to say. "Yes, you're going to have to explain yourself June Skylar!" Stephen yelled but relaxed when he saw fear forming in June eyes. You'd think years of working at a strip club would make her somehow strong enough to deal with men that yelled at her. "I..

"I didn't say black coffee, Miss. I said I wanted a macchiato" June apologized for the third time that moment as she started making another cup of coffee for the man that was already losing his patience. "You should be more focused on your work, Miss" the man advised as he collected his now correct order and walked out of the Cafe. It wasn't even 9 yet but June had mixed up over four orders and she still couldn't get her brain to correspond with her mind. The encounter with the strange billionaire the previous night had left her with tears rolling down her cheeks as she hailed a taxi without looking back if he had followed her or not. She couldn't possibly believe he had approached her with a more insane offer than the first one. A lot had happened in two days and it was overwhelming for her but the list kept on going up and up. After falling into an exhausted sleep after crying for hours after she got back home from the club, June had woken up to her sister still in bed wi