LOGINThe 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.
Lucy woke to the sound of birds and sunlight sneaking past the curtains. For a moment, she didn’t move. The memory of last night came rushing back, his lips, his hands, the way her heart had almost burst through her chest.Her stomach twisted. She sat up quickly, dragging a hand through her hair as if that would erase the memory. It didn’t.Her reflection in the mirror wasn’t helping either. Her cheeks still carried a faint color, and her lips looked… different. Softer. She let out a shaky laugh. “Get a grip, Lucy,” she muttered, pulling her hair into a messy bun.She dressed faster than usual, trying not to think, trying not to feel. But her heart didn’t seem to care what her brain wanted. It beat a little faster with every step down the hall.When she reached the dining room, the smell of coffee hit her first, warm, rich, familiar. Julia was already there, sitting at the end of the long table, tapping away on her phone. She looked up with a bright smile.“Morning, Lucy! You’re up ea
Barry stayed where he was long after Lucy’s footsteps faded down the hall. The night had gone quiet again, except for the faint rustle of leaves below and the steady thud of his heartbeat in his chest.He dragged in a slow breath, his hand still resting on the railing where she’d stood moments ago. The cool metal bit against his skin, grounding him, but it did nothing to calm the storm in his head.He could still taste her.Still feel the warmth of her mouth, the softness that had undone him in one second.He clenched his jaw, staring out into the garden, trying to steady his breathing. The moonlight stretched across the grass, silver and calm, a cruel contrast to the chaos inside him.He shouldn’t have kissed her.He’d told himself that again and again, but the truth burned through every excuse, he’d wanted her from the start. Every argument, every training session, every moment she’d met his sharp words with stubborn eyes had chipped away at his control until there was nothing left.
NEXT DAY: NIGHTThe mansion had gone quiet for the night. Most of the lights were out except for the faint golden glow spilling from the hallway sconces. Lucy walked slowly, barefoot, her feet silent against the cool marble floor. Her hair was still damp from her shower, the ends brushing her shoulders and leaving tiny drops on the collar of her soft nightshirt.Training had been tough today, but she pulled through. Barry hadn’t yelled as much, maybe because she was finally getting better. Her arms still ached from all the drills, and her wrist throbbed a little beneath the thin bandage he’d wrapped the night before. But deep down, she felt proud of herself. For once, she hadn’t tripped, panicked, or messed up too badly.Still, she couldn’t stop thinking about him.The way he’d watched her in silence when she landed a perfect strike. The faint lift of his brows, that quiet nod of approval that had somehow felt like the biggest reward. And later, when he’d walked past her, his fingers
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




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