FAZER LOGINScarlett’s POVA sudden, urge I couldn't quite place—started pulling me toward those stairs.The second he casually tore his gaze away, I snapped my eyes down to the floor, my cheeks burning. I just wanted to hear Damien Cole speak. What would his voice sound like up close? Deep? Rumbling, like it came from the bottom of the ocean?I shoved the intrusive thoughts aside, glaring back at the older man who was once again watching my every move like a hawk.Letting out a heavy, resigned sigh, I turned and started making my way toward the stairs leading up to the VIP loft.What was the absolute worst that could happen? If the greasy bastard tried anything slick, I’d just bolt. Yeah. That should work.As I finally reached the top of the stairs and stepped into the private section, Damien Cole stood up from his seat, turned on his heel and walked away in the exact opposite direction.‘Hey, you can't just walk away like that?! I literally came up here for you, for Christ's sake!’I wanted to
Scarlett’s POVI blinked and checked the screen again.The number didn't change. I didn’t realize when tears stream down my cheeks.I had never done anything to deserve this kind of money. I hadn't even taken a private client tonight, so where on earth did this come from?With this kind of money... I could finally pay off the Green Vipers in full. I would be free. Completely free. No waking up in cold sweats terrified of them storming my house, anymore.Freedom is this you?Is this actually what freedom feels like?Drying my tears, I clutched the money tightly to my chest as I stepped out of the secret room. I carefully zipped the cash into my bag, gripping the straps hard with a paranoid fear that someone might try to snatch it from me right then and there.I was finally going to be free from the clutches of the Green Vipers. Hell, I’d even have a cushion to actually rely on.But who on earth did this for me?Did I really deserve an amount like that? I’m not a total fool. Whoever dro
Scarlett’s POV“Hey, Luna, are you okay?” came Diego’s voice, helping me ground myself a little.I leaned back against the stool, glancing at him with a raised brow. “Who are you?” I asked.The look he gave me felt—embarrassing? No, not quite. It was that kind of concerned look people give you when they’re trying to figure out if you're losing your mind.“Like I said, I’m Diego.” He raised a brow back, his calm expression shifting into something genuinely confused.“How do you know about Velvet? Did the Red Vipers send you?” I blurted out, the words tumbling out way too fast. Way too fast for Christ's sake. Aria, calm the fuck down!“Erm, what is Red Viper? Are they some sort of gang around here? And if so, how do you even know them?” he calmly said, completely unbothered.Well, either he genuinely had no clue what I was talking about, or he was playing a very convincing game of hide-and-seek. Either way, I don’t care anymore.Looking him dead in the eyes, I finally tore my gaze away,
Scarlett’s POVSour, rotten, and sweet all at once. It dripped down my cheeks, into my mouth, clinging to my hair like heavy sludge.Laughter and gasps filled the room immediately. What the actual fuck???“Welcome back, Luna!”That voice. It was the jealous freak. I slowly wiped the mess from my eyes with the back of my hand, blinked open, and scanned the room until I locked onto her and the empty bucket sitting by her feet.Without saying a single word, I calmly walked over to the full-length mirror, stood right in front of it, and stared at my reflection. The sticky, foul-smelling rubbish was dripping straight down from my face and matting my outfit.I guess it was finally time to vent. All the shit life had thrown at me... was I about to take it out on someone right here as a scapegoat? Oh, thank you, heavens. turned around and walked toward her. The fool squared her shoulders, forcing a tough look to hide her obvious terror. Good for you.The moment I stepped right in front of he
Scarlett’s POVI stared at myself in the gigantic, brightly lit mirror beside me, unable to shake the heavy, suffocating feeling of being entirely exposed. Sure, it technically covered the bare necessities, but my thighs, cleavage, and everything in between were laid out. Licking my lower lip, I inspected the damage. The nude shade matched my complexion with cruel perfection. A matching micro-bra held back just my nipples and a sliver below, leaving my skin entirely bare. A microscopic thong covered the bare minimum in front, stretching into a paper-thin string down below, while my backside was completely naked save for a web of threads.A sheer, smoky net cascaded down from the bra line to the thong, hugging my hips like a second skin, with a sharp decorative strap running straight down the center of my chest. To top it off, a tight garter belt cinched my waist, trying desperately to anchor the look, failing miserably since it was made of transparent mesh.Shivering from the dra
Scarlett’s POVGreetings were tossed my way as I entered Velvet Club, and I responded with a forced smile. Gosh, it was exhausting. Entering the dressing room, I was met with a chaotic house full of women: some laughing, some dressing, some stripped down to their thongs, and others doing their makeup. Above all, they all seemed happy with the job they were doing. Yet here I was, constantly hating myself for coming here. I just prayed I could pull myself out of the fucking debt my mom had dragged me into. Did that woman even deserve to be called Mom?She had stripped me of my dad’s name by running away with me because the man was poor, only to get tangled up with a thug. She got pregnant again, and just when I thought I was finally getting a sibling to talk to, she abandoned the little boy and ran off again. God knows where my little brother is. She had managed to pile up mountains of debt from different people and the worst of the bunch? A gang called Green Vipers. How she even g







