All Chapters of FAULTED Destinies: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mia's college was big enough to not come across anyone who went to the strip club she worked in, but it was also not an impossibility, so she played it safe. Cameron on the other hand, did not care if she was recognised at school, the supermarket, or anywhere at that. Mia always believed that someone with Cam’s beauty would not be embarrassed if someone found out about her night job but it would even bring more customers to the club whilst she would be shamed for it. “Come on, we are late!” Mia screamed as she continuously checked her phone for the time, “coming! I am here now, let us go” Cameron said as she ran out of her room and headed for the door where Mia had stood angrily for the past ten minutes. Both of the girls walked toward the elevator of their building and got into the parking lot where they got into Mia's car. “I am so glad one of us has a car,” Cam said as they got in. “I could not imagine us running for the bus when we are running this lat

Mia walked out of the room with a robe on, waiting for Angel to finish up on stage. As she stood at Angel's entrance waiting, she peeked through the curtain to see what was going on in the club. Cam came running in looking calm, but it was obvious that there was something on her mind, “what?” Mia said. “Are you up next? You can not go out there” Cam said as she pulled Mia's arm and led them to her room. “Ca- Angel, what is going on?” Mia asked as she let her friend pull her inside. “He- is here” Cam said. “You know, you will have to say more than that for me to understand,” Mia said. “The professor, from earlier he is here” she said. Mia froze in her spot for a while before she began to ask questions, “but you performed to the end” Mia said. “Of course I did. The show must go on, right?” Cam said. Cam always knew her priorities, and she treated them as such, and in this case, making her money was more important than seeing her professor in the strip club she danced at. Mia, on th

When Mia walked toward the door, she felt her heart beating so fast that she feared that it would burst. "Why are you nervous, Mia? you have done way more than this before. At least, this one seems to be a private dance," she comforted herself. As she got to the door of the room, she could not fight this little tugging feeling that she felt at the pit of her stomach. It was as though there was a force field on the other side of the door that kept on pulling her toward it. She carefully knocked on the hard wooden door. It was the VVIP part of the club. The VIP had a curtain, but those with the doors were the most expensive. Mia had never been in this section. She had never had a man pay so much for her. Even Angel, the most sought-after dancer, had only been there about two times. Until that moment, the area was a myth to Mia. “Come in,” a deep voice said from inside. She felt goosebumps began to form on her skin at the aura, his voice commanded without seeing who it was. Mia w

As Mia walked out of the private area, clinging on to her coat jacket like it was the only decency she had left. “Do you not know who I am?” The stranger had asked her. He stared at her orbs longer than any other person ever had, and after he seemed to have found what he was searching for, he sent her out. “Leave,” he said. His tone was static but scary. It was low but daring. Mia felt ashamed of how she was sent out. “Was it because she had not had sex with him?” She wondered as she made her way down to her changing area, where the loud music from the club shook the walls, unlike the room upstairs that barely had a whisper of the chaos that went on downstairs. Mia did not halt in her steps even for a second as she walked down the hall. When Mia got inside, she was first welcomed by the ringing of her cellphone. She hurriedly went looking it for it, only one person ever called her, especially at such random times. She hoped that she was wrong, but when she saw that she was not