Dirty little games のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 4

Lola's POV “A whore?” is that what the daughter of a fallen mafia millionaire is called? A girl who went from luxury to stripping under neon lights just to survive?I arched a brow, hips swaying as I walked toward the club’s entrance. The lights flashed wild colors. Blinding, beautiful and daring me to step in.My phone buzzed. Ava. I smiled as I answered.“Hey.”“Girl, where are you? Frank’s driving me over. Are you really going to do this?” Her voice came through the phone, half-worried, half-disbelieving.“I’m already inside. Meet me there.” I hung up before she could talk me out of it. My mind was set.The doors swung open and heads turned. Slowly, I shrugged off my long jacket, revealing the black lace beneath. Bra clinging, g-string cutting sharp lines against my skin and a tiny veil covering half of my face.Eyes followed me, hungrily like predators eyeing a prey.I tossed the jacket at a dude sitting in the corner. He caught it, clearly startled, as I bit

He sighed and turned away. Only when his footsteps faded did I let out the breath I had been holding. My chest heaved, my palms looking damp.Where was he headed? Curiosity kicked in as I furrowed my brows, slowly tailing behind him.The basement.The same one that had always been forbidden to me since childhood.He’d said it countless times, a girl like me didn’t deserve to be born into the mafia world. So that door was always off-limits. And because he was 'Dad', and always a good man in my heart, I never questioned it. I was his little princess, spoiled with money, wrapped in protection. But as the heavy iron door shut behind him, fingerprint and a code known to only him sealing it, a thought I never had before struck me. What could be in there?I stood frozen, staring and guessing, until reality snapped me back. He didn’t know I was home. If he came back and found me near the basement, I would answer questions I wasn't ready for.I bolted upstairs, changed quickly, grabbed my pho