Chapter 1

Mackenzie's Pov 

My boss was yelling at the top of her voice as if any of the girls here were deaf, whatever pressure she wanted to put on us was working and the knots in my stomach tightened. 

Will I ever be free from this hellhole? 

"These men are VIPs and I need you to be on your best behavior, do everything you can to please them and you will be walking home with tons of cash. Now ladies remember not to annoy the customers or you will be facing my wrath" She threatened harshly and we all nodded like robots. 

"Am I clear?" She barked. 

"Yes Madam Vee" We replied in unison and as soon as she left the girls exhaled, while I waited for it. 

Vianne and Callie turned to me with an ugly sneer on their faces. 

"You... " Callie started pointing her finger dangerously close to my eyes. 

"You better stay the hell out of my way or else I will break your scrawny little neck" She imperiled and I flinched in shock, The ceiling fan wasn't enough to stop me from sweating profusely. 

"I'd advise you to stand in the corner as usual after dancing, find the losers and stick to your type. If I see you trying to overtake us then you will be sorry" Vianne warned and they walked out of the room while the other girls followed like their loyal minions. 

My life hasn't always been like this, I never dreamed that one day I would be working in a strip house but here I am. 

Daniel had suggested I leave my job as a waitress to work here if I wanted quick, fast money. I was stunned that my own boyfriend was suggesting such a thing but he had a point. I make more than I did as a waitress here and even though it's filthy money it helps me pay my grandmother's hospital bills. 

I still remember that day I came home to see her passed out on the floor, and when I took her to the hospital I was told she had kidney cancer and she was in stage two which means I need to find money real fast for her surgery so I don't lose her. 

She knew about it but she didn't tell me. It breaks my heart that I might lose the only family I have left so I have to do everything to make sure that doesn't happen. I didn't realize I was crying and I quickly wiped my tears before putting on my outfit for the night. I was dressed as a hot flight hostess which made me sick to my stomach but this is all for the money. 

I retouch my face with powder then I stare at my reflection in the mirror and sigh, my unrecognizable makeup didn't make me feel any better. 

"Get it together Kenzie, it's not as if Madam will make us sleep with those men" I assured myself when I'm not even sure of it, I had told her that I'm in a relationship so I can't pleasure the clients, I only go there to dance and leave. 

Which is exactly what I'm going to do now, except today just feels different. 

I walked out of the room and the sound of loud music echoed as I stepped onto the dancing pole. Another girl was performing on the other pole so I used the available one. 

I didn't make eye contact with anyone as I danced and I just let myself get lost in the song, twirling and spinning in the air as I turned upside down. 

Thanks to the blue lights it makes it difficult for me to even see clearly, so I was just going to perform and walk out. 

The gaze of the men sitting across the pole felt heavy on my skin and when I finished I was about to leave when someone stopped me. 

"You are needed at seat 16" Ray our manager said to me and I frowned. 

"What do you mean? I don't do close contact with the customers, you know that" I replied and he glared at me as if I had said something bad. 

"Get your slutty ass down there right this instant before I drag you there myself" He seethed and I scoffed trying to walk away but he pulled me back with force, I almost lost my balance with the high heels I was wearing. 

"What the fuck is your problem? I'm going to speak to Madam about this" I lied scared that he might not let me go, there is no way I was going to customers, Vianne and Callie will kill me. 

"She was the one who gave me the order, she promised to pay triple if you go through with it" He retorted and my eyes widened. 

Triple? 

That's a lot but I can't. 

"This wasn't part of my contract" I countered standing my ground, I'm just here to dance and I have a boyfriend waiting for me at home. 

"It is now. Stop acting like a saint and just go" Ray shoved me and I stumbled holding my barely holding my balance. 

"No! I won't go and if you put your hands on me again-"

"You will do what? Huh? You are just a worthless whore and now you are acting like you haven't sucked a dick before in your life. Didn't they say you came here because you wanted fast cash? What's the problem now? You want to quit?" He mocked and before I could reply he was already pulling me towards the seats. 

"Ray! Stop! Wait-"

"Shut your mouth before I push you down the stairs" He snapped and I shuddered. It was no surprise that he is violent. What scares me is that he would do whatever he threatened, I have seen him abuse some of the girls here. 

"Please... I have to go home" I begged. 

"You will go home after this, he is a new client and he is a big deal so you will do well to keep that in mind, now smile and act like the dumb slut you are" He ordered as we got to seat 16. 

I did as he said and yanked my hand from his grip as we approached the men in seat 16, my smile wavered as my gaze met with Vianne's sharp glare. 

Callie was on her knees in between one of the men's legs, her head bobbing up and down while he gripped her blonde hair groaning with his head thrown backwards. Vianne on the other hand was hanging on one of the men's sides rubbing his chest. 

Then my eyes strayed to the other man who was staring at me through the mask he was wearing, he was fully dressed in his suit jacket, unlike his friends who had taken off their jackets. Our club VIPs always wear masks to conceal their identity, the rich bastards stay anonymous while we are expected to show our faces and show them anything they want to see. 

I was already filled with hate and disgust for these men even if I don't know them. 

He relaxed on the couch and I gulped when Ray bowed to him, "I brought her as you requested" He said in the most respectful tone I have ever heard from him. 

"Get a private room" The man Vianne was with ordered and Ray nodded pushing me towards the man who was watching me like a hawk.

I was about to say something when the man interrupted. 

"I was told you don't offer private services, I just want a private dance. Is that okay with you?" He asked, his deep husky voice caught me off guard and I was a bit distracted wondering if he was really asking for my consent. 

"Answer him darling" Ray purred trying but failing to hide his irritation. 

"Yes," I replied, sealing my fate.