The Ladies walked out finally, leading Lucy to the strippers main stage. It was a big stage in the center of the club meant only for stripper's and the whole angle of the room focused on the center.
The overflow and VIP rooms are all connected to the center strippers tonight and it was their custom for any new strippers to dance alone for the whole show before she could be rated if she's good enough for the masters.
Almost immediately a song drifted into the air while the whole crowd waited for Lucy to move her body to the beat. Her legs shook and once again sweat drops down her cheeks.
'I will sing and you dance for me! Shake your body damsel.' The lyrics went on as Lucy eyes ran into Barry's cold eyes, a part of her striked to the beat and she started her performance
Lucy finds it easy to woo other ladies with her curvy skills. She finds it easy to curl up around the middle stage and express her body.
In no time she finds herself doing what she signed up for but the only thing that kept ringing in her head was for how long this will end, causing her legs to ache badly already as she found herself curled up around the dance pole.
She took the last bend revealing all her butts and she wondered if those men could see her pussy lips.
“i need to talk to Barry. I can't continue stripping this way! I'm not used to so much crowd. Lucy thought to herself briefly.
However, the thought of how cold and ruthless he could be shook her violently.
"What if he got angry and passed me round to all men to touch me and mess with my body". She imagined as the song ended.
It would have been a piece of cake if all the men in the room did was applaud her and not stare like they're ready to devour her anytime.
Several glances were casted at Lucy on the stage as her heart beat faster.
"Come girl, let 's touch! " One of the men yelled.
"No, I need to taste these ripe fruits! The other demanded and walked towards Lucy on the stage with his red eyes as though he was ready to tear Lucy legs apart.
"Stop this nonsense! She needs to serve more duty tonight!"
Barry who had been watching Lucy declared and silence invaded the whole room with the deadly look on Barry's face. No way Lucy herself will be free tonight.
He ordered her to step down from the stage and Lucy submissively followed the lion into his den.
'Haha sorry poor girl you are lucky tonight we could not have you' A man commented as they walked off.
As they walked by, Lucy grabbed a glass of champagne from a waiter, and she turned around to stare at some people and she didn't notice when Barry paused. As soon as she turned to face him, her hands collided with his clothes and the glass of champagne emptied on his outfit.
"How dare you? " Barry roared as the glass of champagne got emptied on his suit and flowed freely down his pants.
Lucy shaked terribly looking for napkins to clean Barry suits.
"I'm terribly sorry! I was..." Lucy stuttered trying to find her words when Barry dragged her hair and pulled her up.
"You are here to pay your brother's debt but it's obvious you're not capable!" Barry said, his voice intimidating.
"Please I feel weak! '' Lucy begged amidst her tears.
She had never felt this way in her entire life looking for means of survival.
She felt her strength leaving her body and she slowly fell into Barry's arms.
Everyone in the Vip room widened their eyes in shock.
"This girl is indeed grounded! " One of them commented and signaled Barry to take Lucy's body away from him.
Before they could move Barry gave them a shock.
He carried Lucy himself to his own Vip room not caring who was watching.
They look surprised, it was obvious Barry took interest in the poor girl but they all know how it will end because their cold mafia boss is not capable of loving a woman not to talk of even keeping a stripper.
Barry ordered one of his men to come explain how Lucy was treated for her to feel this much weak after her dance.
He dropped her gently on his bed and watched her sleep. Her stomach growled softly and under her make up revealed heavy bags under her eyes.
She looked stressed. Barry noticed and tightened his grip.
The guy he handed Lucy to walked in trembling knowing is in trouble for his presence to be demanded in Boss's chamber.
"What have you done to her? Barry demanded with a very stern voice sending shivers down the guy's spine.
"I only handed her to the ladies! " He explained.
"Go bring whoever it is! " He said coldly and the guy rushed out to call Vanessa.
Few minutes later, the both of them walked in, shivering in fear.
"Did you ask her to dance today? " Barry asked, trying to hold back his anger.
This was the first time he was talking to Vanessa ever since he brought her here and he wondered what kind of person she is as she went down on her knees.
"Sir she was handed over to us today for training but we found out she was a stripper already and she's so good at it." She paused to watch Barry reaction, but she found him glaring at her and she quickly lowered her head.
"So we thought she could start immediately. Lucy seems scared of crowds because she confides in me and is not comfortable with the dress."
"I think she must have felt tired after putting so much effort into dancing at her first performance too." She continued
"All She needs is rest and good food because she has not eaten anything since she got here." Vanessa blurted looking at Lucy who laid on n Barry's bed."
"What the fuck? Why didn't she eat? " Barry yelled.
"Sir I thought she was taken care of before she was brought to us because our dinner was served already and we have nothing left to offer her." The guy let out sharply.
"So you literally treated her like a piece of trash and handed her over to work without care!" Barry declared and brought out the gun hidden in his pocket all these while.
"Next time I bring in my women you will remember in your next life you need to care for them".
Barry said and cocked the gun and shot the guy kneeling next to Vanessa.
Vanessa's heart skipped a thousand times as the shot left the guy in the pool of his own blood.
Lucy immediately woke up from her sleep, panting heavily as she took in deep breath at the sight before her.
Barry left the room seeing the look of horror in Lucy's eyes, and that she could run from him any time soon.
Vanessa rushed up to her and hugged her tight patting her back..
"It's okay dear ! Sorry! Sorry you will be fine." Vanessa cooed.
Soon, some of Barry's men came in immediately to drag the dead guy and clean up his room.
A minute later, a few ladies came in with a tray of food and some robes, they kept it and left as soon as they came.
"Please stay with me, don't go! " Lucy begged Vanessa.
"What if he kills me too?" Lucy asked in fear, oblivious to what had led to the unfortunate guys death.
She had woken up to the sound of a gunshot and saw a young guy lying dead on the ground whose face looked familiar.
"Shh ! He cares about you! " Vanessa said as she served her food.
"I'll feed you." She added, taking her time to glance around Barry's room.
She knew that she might not get another chance to walk into Barry's chamber, and the only way she could stay here a little longer was to care for Lucy.
Barry closed the door behind him, but for a long moment, he didn’t move.He stood in the dim hallway, his hand still resting on the doorknob, staring at the floor. The soft hum of the night filled the silence, the faint ticking of the clock down the corridor, the wind brushing past the windows, the distant sound of a door creaking somewhere below.He shouldn’t have gone in there.He shouldn’t have touched her.And yet, he could still feel it, the soft warmth of her skin beneath his hand, the tiny tremor that ran through her when he’d pressed the cotton against her bruise. The look in her eyes… uncertain, but trusting. It had shaken something loose inside him that he didn’t know how to put back together.He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand over his face.He’d been through far worse things in his life, bullets, betrayals, loss, but one woman with soft eyes and quiet words was somehow testing his limits more than any of that ever had.Barry turned and began to walk, his boots soundless
By the time they reached Barry’s mansion, the sun was already sliding low behind the trees. The car rolled through the gates, the guards at the entrance snapping to attention. Lucy sat in the back seat beside Julia, her head resting against the window. Every muscle in her body ached.Julia yawned, stretching her arms lazily. “You did better today, Lucy. He didn’t yell at you as much.”Lucy smiled faintly. “That’s one way to measure progress.”Julia laughed. “Hey, for Barry, that’s a compliment.”As the car stopped in front of the wide steps, Lucy rubbed her wrist absently. A dull ache throbbed beneath her skin. When she rolled up her sleeve, she saw the faint purple mark blooming across the side of her arm, right where Barry had caught her.Julia’s eyes caught it instantly. “Ouch. That looks nasty.”“It’s fine,” Lucy muttered, tugging the sleeve back down. “I probably just bruised it during training.”“Or maybe when a certain someone decided to grab you like an action hero,” Julia tea
The training ground stretched wide before them. Julia stepped forward first, stretching her arms and rolling her shoulders. “Alright,” she said, glancing back at Lucy with a grin. “Try not to fall on your face this time.”Lucy let out a breath that was half laugh, half sigh. “Thanks for the confidence.”Julia smirked. “I mean it in a loving way.”Barry’s voice cut across the space, deep and steady. “Enough talking. Let’s begin.”Lucy swallowed hard. His tone carried no emotion, but when her eyes flicked toward him, he was watching her. Just her.“Start with footwork,” he ordered. “If you can’t keep your balance, you’ll be useless in a fight.”Julia nodded and dropped into a stance, moving with confidence. Lucy tried to copy her, her boots scraping against the dirt. Her body still ached from the last session, but she pushed through it, reminding herself not to give in.Left step, right step, pivot, she stumbled slightly.Julia chuckled. “Easy there. You’re not dancing.”Lucy shot her a
NEXT MORNING The first rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, brushing against Lucy’s face. She stirred, her lashes fluttering as the warmth touched her skin. For a moment, she lay still, her chest rising and falling slowly. But then the memory of the night returned, Barry sitting at her bedside, his touch on her hand, the way his eyes had dipped to her lips.Her cheeks warmed instantly. She pressed a palm over her chest, feeling the steady thrum of her heart. So close… we were so close.Pushing the thought aside, Lucy threw the blanket off and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. The floor was cool against her bare feet. She grabbed a towel and slipped into the adjoining bath.The warm water helped wash away the remnants of her restless night. She leaned her head against the tiled wall for a moment, letting the spray beat against her back. But Barry’s voice lingered in her head, sharp at first, then soft... “Lies don’t suit you, Lucy.”By the time she stepped out, she fe
NIGHTThe mansion was quiet, the kind of silence that stretched heavy through the halls. Outside, the wind brushed against the windows, carrying a faint rustle of trees. Everyone was asleep, or so it seemed.Lucy wasn’t.Her body twisted restlessly under the blanket, her breath coming in uneven gasps. The images replayed behind her closed eyes, dark streets, headlights flashing in the rearview mirror, the sudden gunfire splitting the air. Barry pulling her close, shielding her, his arm pressing her down as the world felt like it would break apart.“Stop…” she whimpered in her sleep, her hands clutching the sheets. Another burst of memory made her jerk, a sharp cry breaking past her lips.A maid, who had been walking quietly down the hall with folded linens, froze at the sound. Her eyes widened. The cry had come from Lucy’s room. The maid hesitated for a breath, biting her lip. She didn’t dare enter, the Don’s rules about disturbing Lucy were strict. But she couldn’t ignore it either.
Lucy woke up late the next morning, her body heavy from a night of tossing and turning. The memory of Barry’s touch in the study still lingered in her chest, as if his fingers had branded her skin. She rubbed her face with both hands and forced herself out of bed. The house was already alive with noise, maids moving about, footsteps echoing faintly down the halls.She showered, changed into a plain black sweater and jeans, and tied her hair up in a loose ponytail. She had just sat on her bed to put on her sneakers when a knock came at her door.Lucy frowned. “Yes?”The door opened and Julia stepped in, her lips quirking into a grin. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead. You’ve been summoned.”Lucy blinked. “Summoned?”Julia leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “The Don wants you downstairs. We’re heading out with him.”Lucy’s heart skipped. “Again?”“Yes, again.” Julia rolled her eyes, but her smile softened. “Don’t look so nervous. It’s not your first time, remember? Just… come on. Do