“Why did you become a stripper?”“I had no other choice.” I let out a breath.“So, if you could, you would do something else?” he pushes.“Of course I would, but I have no education. I guess now I don’t need so much money anymore so I could get a job at a store or something, but it’s difficult to transition to a job with so much less money.”“I would help you, so the money isn’t an issue.”“There’s no way I could accept your help, Atlas.” If there’s one thing I’m adamant on is never to owe anyone again.“Come, on, why not? I would not expect you to pay me back or anything. I just want you to get a job you would enjoy and that doesn’t involve you dancing half-naked in front of other men.”I smirk. “It bothers you, doesn’t it?”He shakes his head. “It doesn’t just bother me, it drives me insane.”Briefly, Sasha’s face pops into my mind, and how she said that finding someone who lets our job slide is a miracle.“What would you do if you could do anything?” He takes a strand of my hair an
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