Stuck In A Debt

Clara’s POV I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply into the warm breeze, mixed with the reek of alcohol. I knew it wasn't my first time strip dancing. I felt my legs heavy, already going numb. I had stripped dance multiple times and had tried to perfect all the moves, pushing myself further to practice ballet so I could be more flexible when dancing on the pole. And yet, I felt I wasn't ready for the performance tonight. Tonight was another session where I would strip dance half-naked in front of men old enough to be my father. It was my job—a responsibility I had to abide by—or else I would face consequences that could lead to death itself. Months back, I was deceived, betrayed, and used by my boyfriend, which later got me into this mess—to work as a stripper in order to pay back a debt I knew nothing of. Alaric, my boyfriend, borrowed a huge sum of money from a crime boss, and now I was the repayment. If I failed to do as the boss said, I would face brutal consequences. Thou

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A Night That Was Never Mine

Clara's POVI stared at Derick as he walked out the door, and deep inside me, I knew what he said was right. I was indeed a slave, bound to this club to work forever—until I succumbed to death itself. I felt pain, and betrayed. If I had seen what was coming, I wouldn't have gotten into a relationship with Alaric, that later ended up as a nightmare to my life. I feel am not normal anymore, I felt like I was in a cage I can't run out from. I was an orphan, raised without a father or mother. I grew up in an orphanage and eventually went to college. After graduating, I worked at a restaurant, leaving my peaceful life with my little earnings, and that was when I met Alaric—the man who had caused the pain I was drowning in now. We made love, and I never imagined he could be so heartless, to betray me in such a gruesome way. I once suggested finding a high-paying job to help repay the debt faster, but the crime boss Alaric borrowed the money from refused. I was informed that my jackass boy

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Stripping In Private

Clara’s POVI walked into the room meant for the strippers and began getting myself ready, changing into sexy dresses that exposed my body more. Tonight is another chance to make another attractive move, creating a better performance that would definitely make my viewers spend even more money on me than before. I can't wait to get over this lifestyle of being a stripper, I had never chose to be like this, I chose to be something better and productive, so I was ready to give out all my best, pouring a fake passion I had to generate that could make my performance more interesting—I wasn't going to slack.A few minutes passed, and it was almost my turn to go on stage. Just as I was about to step out, Derick’s voice echoed behind me.“Hold on a bit—I want to have a word with you.”I turned to him and nodded slowly, still puzzled as to what he wanted to say to me.“The boss wants to see you,” Derick said. I froze, it was as if a shock wave was beneath my skin, threatening to split it way

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Sooner Or Later

Clara’s POVI flinched as the slap landed hard on my ass, his grip tightened strongly making me wince in pain. It felt like a bolt of electricity struck me or perhaps a lightning bolt, because the shock was so painful making me wonder if my skin had been peeled off.I moved my hips slowly, reluctantly, as my hands rested on either side of the sofa. My waist swayed, and he let out a breathy gasp.“Ooh.. yeah… that’s it… that’s what I want. You’re good at this,” he grumbled in satisfaction, his head resting on the leather sofa, and his both hands holding my waist softly.But I wasn’t satisfied. Inside, I was burning with anger. The only thing I could think of was ending this hell—ending everything I was doing here. I wasn't comfortable, I was in fear, my body trembled, I was wrestling with an anxiety that's already tearing me from the inside. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it more, gently raising my skirt. I pushed his hands away. I wasn’t a harlot. I was a stripper he forced me to be—

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It Felt Like Pain

Clara’s POVI remained quiet. Nobody wanted to answer any of my questions. After a few minutes of driving, we pulled up in front of a luxurious mansion. The gates opened automatically, and the car rolled inside. My confusion deepened. If we were going to see the boss, wasn’t this supposed to happen at the strip club?This mansion looked more like a government official’s residence—or maybe even the White House. It was unreal, the design was top notch and the cars parked at the garage made me wonder if this is a place where luxurious cars are sold, the cars are more than twenty, and each of those cars, if I am to do the math correctly, could cost more than fifty thousand dollars each. I stared around, and my mind was clouded with astonishment, I haven't seen anything this perfect and luxurious in my entire life. I didn't even know a place like this could exist here in this city. it totally felt like heaven, a paradise, a dream I could never reach. I began getting nervous not because of

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Todos os capítulos de A Debt With The Boss : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

Stuck In A Debt

A Night That Was Never Mine

Stripping In Private

Sooner Or Later

It Felt Like Pain