The scream only increased after I made my way onto the one large stage. The lights continued to switch from red to blue, green, yellow, and many more. “Red! Red! Red!” The people began to scream. I hadn't started dancing yet, but they were already bathing me with their cash. As I swung my hips left and right, my eyes unconsciously searched for Mr. Lance. I didn't see him anywhere. So he couldn't make it after all. I climbed up a pole and twisted myself in a tricky manner, my upper body went down with my hands against the pole. I moved up and down the pool like I was fucking the pole causing the crowd to scream. “Come and do to me what no man has ever done to me before!” I heard a girl scream from the crowd and that made me jump down from the pole. Gesturing with two of my fingers and with my eyes fixed on the girl, I asked her to come up on stage. She screamed and rushed up, I held her hand and turned her around, her back pressed on my body as my fingers began to trace her skin.

Maria J’s POVI was still trembling all over my body even after dancing for more than an hour for the rest of the customers after Mr. Lance left. I fear that he would hurt the poor boy who didn't even do anything wrong. He was on his own when I had chosen him but I didn't mean it. I only wanted to make the bastard see that I wasn't his personal stripper. Moving back to the dressing room after the club had finally closed for the night, I began to peel the customs off my body. I was sweaty and down there, wet. So much for trying to make him jealous. He didn't sit and watch in anger like I thought, he had practically gone to push the boy away, taking his place. Under my tummy twisted in arousal when I felt my naked ass pressed on his thighs. Knowing it was Mr. Lance I was sitting on alone, made me almost cum. His fragrance attacked my nose so suddenly, I whimpered. What kind of cologne was that? After taking off all the pieces of my attire, I made my way to the shower and freshened u

The next time I woke up, it was to the door opening. I opened an eye to see who had stepped in only to see Mr Lance in front of me. I jumped off the bed, “What the fuck are you doing here?” I yelled and he hissed before shaking his head. He walked towards me while I only went deeper behind me pressing my back to the bedrest. “Are you hiding from me, Red?” His gaze was murderous, dangerous. I shook my head,“Of course not. Why would I hide from you? Do I look like a scaredy cat?” He nodded as he came to sit before me on the bed, his hand came to my hair and he began to caress it. “Yes, honey. You do look like one right now. Why are you scared of me? I told you you were in danger and I helped you get rid of one of the sources of your danger. You should be grateful to me,” he pressed and I slapped his hand away in anger. “How dare you think that killing someone, a colleague of mine, is getting rid of a source of danger? Judith was my friend” “Do not classify people who are nothing

I choked on my saliva and began to cough, Mr. Lance's hand came to rest on my back as he rubbed my back,“Calm down, calm down,” Calm down? Can I be calm? I have now been tagged a murderer for something that he clearly did! Oh God! What do I do now?“Relax, I got you,” he said to me as if he was reading my thoughts and I threw his hands off me. “Isn't this what you want? For me to be the one in danger while you go Scot free” I yelled, my hands clenched on both sides. “Never my darling J. How can I wish that for you? I'd rather rot in jail than see you go through the process” he sounded really serious unlike before. I don't even know what to think of this man again. “Just relax!” “And do what?!?” I screamed in anger and he hissed, “No need to panic” The elevator opened, and we were coming out when I saw the security men making their way towards me. I grabbed Mr. Lance's hand, my eyes shut tightly as I followed right beside him. I don't want to be arrested for something I didn'

I didn't know when I blurted the words out of my mouth but I was so pissed to see the girl with him. I wasn't supposed to care, it's none of my business so I turned away. Even though I was feeling a different feeling around my chest area. Trying to concentrate on my dance moves, I turned away. The crowd was screaming for me but my eyes kept moving to Mr. Lance's side of the club. “Fuck!” I yelled, but not as loud as the music. Why wasn't he pushing her away? Why would he allow her to dance for him? I thought he said I was his personal stripper. What's he doing with another? The feeling of having her with him wasn't making me feel comfortable, I wasn't even dancing very well anymore so I made my way down from the stage. “Hey, what's your name?” I asked her and she replied, “Hailey”“Hailey, go dance with that customer,” I pointed at another man and Hailey was obediently going to leave when Mr. Lance said, “I prefer she says with me. I'll pay double,” Hailey's eyes twinkled while