~ SHE BELONGS TO ME

° Sabrina Hayden °

I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding, making sure I do a little fist pump As I made it to the dancers only changing room without Tommy dog noticing me. It's not an area I come to often, I only ever had to drop off the bottles of water and energy drinks to the fridge just on the entrance to the area. Never really needed to enter for anything Maximus and Amelia, always come to find me if they need anything, I almost smiled as I rounded the corner entering the almost revered space, it's such a vast difference to the main club room and its decadent china reds.

I much prefer this room, yes it may be a changing area and smells just like I would imagine a tarts handbag would smell. Entering the slightly closed-off area, I get a lung full of a potent mix of different hair sprays, cheap perfume, and body butter! I’m not surprised that this area has a no smoking policy, it would only take one strike of a match for the whole thing to ignite.

All that aside it wouldn't be hard to mistake this area for backstage of any concert. One wall is lined with massive backstage mirrors all brightly backlit, each makeup desk has a nameplate.

Each desk has a surprisingly neat array of personal items, white silk dressing gowns hang on each fluffy soft dove grey chair. The back wall holds two rails one above the other, each one filled to the brim with a mismatch of sequins, leather, silk, and lace. I remember being introduced to the flamboyant man behind all these creations, he had the loudest whine-like laugh he had ever heard.

I checked my ancient flip-up phone for the time, it's the right time so where the I will see the man and the girl that demanded my presence. There is no way the diva will be out on the floor, Amelia is not shy at being the star attraction and loves the attention that comes with it. A sudden high-pitched cry catches my attention, one that sounded like it was coming from the dancers' bathroom! Surprised to hear such a sound I hurried towards the separate area to make sure everything is ok, what I gotta see is the shock of my life! I can't take my eyes away from what I see reflected in the mirror, I’m not stupid as to not know what the couple has been up to! A heady aroma of their arousal was high in the air. And it was none other than Maximus and Amelia.

I felt the heat rising in my cheeks, as the man who is none other but Maximus finally noticed my reflection in the mirror! I did feel a little guilty that I interrupted their moment, unable to keep eye contact I scrappers back into the dressing room sinking into a chair. Leaning forward on my arms as I definitely wasn't expecting the scene I just witnessed to affect me so much but the whole scene has ignited a flame of arousal at what it would feel like to be completely dominated willingly which confuses me, Tommy has tried and failed to dominate me, all that does is freak me out.

I didn't get to think more on it as I heard, "Sorry buttercup didn't think you would get here so fast." I catch Maximus's face in the mirror as said male casually stands leaning against the doorway. I closed my eyes briefly before turning to face him, not missing the smirk the burnt orange-haired man wears. " You messaged me demanding I get here ASAP," "And here you are, buttercup, such a good puppy!" Maximus raised his eyebrow at me, looking impressed that I came here so early.

I should be angry and insulted at the way Maximus speaks to me but I do know it's just the way the man is. I can't help but smile when the notorious he smiles at me, Maximus only seems to smile at her and Amelia. "Relax buttercup I'm not going to yell at you again over Tommy, I know what he tried to do again last night!" I lowered my eyes, no one is supposed to know what that sleazebag did last night. How Tommy once again waited until the end of my shift just as I was out the back Tommy managed to corner me in the storage area, this time he didn't just cop a feel, he even licked the exposed skin on my neck! "You don't have to be  embarrassing, buttercup, you have nothing to be ashamed of, I know he has been targeting you because of your circumstances."

"Exactly I'm easy prey, I can't say anything because I need this job Maximus, besides who's going to believe me against him, I also have to get a new pay my loans which is thousands of US dollars and going to use the last of my funding, and I have a gas bill to pay. You said the real managers are going to be here tonight, so I thought I would speak to them. Why are you looking at me like that?" I haven't missed the gleam in the other male's eye "I have already mentioned you to the big boss, I know you are confused and know I haven't mentioned Tommy 's wandering hands how do you feel about swapping with Amelia tonight"

I’m pretty sure I resemble a goldfish complete with bugged-out eyes and gaping mouth, "This is who your special VIP client is? You do more than just dance for him, don't you? The dancers aren't the only ones who gossip, Amelia, I've heard some of the things you have done for him, did you know the bar girls moan that they never get a chance to win his favor." 

"Are you trying to say I'm a prostitute, Sabrina!" Realizing I may have just insulted the girl who went out on a limb to get me this job, not to mention taking me under her wing along with Maximus and has become like a big brother and sister to me. Desperate to make Amelia understand I rushed over to the freakishly tall girl shaking my head, "No please I don't think you are like that, I know that you're not selling yourself, and whatever was going on between you was not just a booty call. I know whatever it was, is over now. Amelia, I'm a virgin, and how the hell am I going to replace you, the boss will know it's not you!"

"Breath Buttercup," I took a deep breath as Maximus pushed me back into the chair. "I have to say I'm surprised, you really are a rare jewel buttercup, I know your innocent and so will that guy! He will be able to sniff out your inexperience just by your demeanor! I knew when you helped Amelia that night that you are very special, you just radiate an ethereal calmness and I think that guy really needs it right now. I can't explain what I know right now but in time it will become clear."

I grabbed on to Amelia’s hands, desperately trying to sum up courage as I know I can not do this I cannot go in there and put on a show! "I can't do what you do Amelia, no one can be you let alone dance like you”

“Sweetheart if he hates your dancing I will be there straight away," I can only watch as Maximus checks his phone and quickly types a response, "You can do this, Sabrina?" Maximus asked or it was more like a final statement and I nodded as I watched Amelia lean over me, bringing forward a tray of assorted high-end makeup, it's followed by a bottle of patron silver and two shot glasses. "Let's do this Buttercup."

°Alejandro D'Amelio°

“Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me, trust me you're going to love this rare jewel?” I looked up from my phone and it's an odd description of a new plaything, just in time for Enzo to pull my expensive town car up to the back of The Reef Club. I’m not really in the mood to visit the main bar tonight as I would normally on my visits to other bars and clubs under my name, mainly because I’m just isn't in the mood to deal with that Tommy guy, the beverage manager who thinks he is way more important than me. The message I got

from Amelia about his wandering hands does concern me, not for the poor girl who's attracted the weasels' attention. The last thing I need is the police to come sniffing around, making a note on my phone to move some stock away from the club!

Noticing that Enzo has finally stopped the car I waited for Thiago to open my door, which he does with his usual efficiency. Making a mental note as I did the button-up on my snow-white Prada suit jacket, to drop in on Amelia before she hits the main stage. Especially if this new dancer fails to make the cut and give me a good show! Nodding my head to my second in command we start entering the back of the club not caring for the odd shocked faces as we pass, Yes I normally like the fanfare but tonight I’m pissed, and just want a good time. "Enzo, head to the bar, tag those card machines, I want to know exactly what funds are missing!" I nodded at the "yes boss" and watched as he rushed off like a child in the sweet store.

I shared a look with Thiago who just shrugs, neither of us is great with tech, Enzo however is an expert hacker. Who was so gleeful to finally be getting the chance to use his fancy credit card scanner. I know won’t see Enzo the rest of the night as I head to private room four.

Reaching the door I was surprised that the music I heard isn't the normal hip hop that Amelia prefers, it somehow always managed to blast out through the soundproof room. I’m surprised when I opened the door to be greeted not just by a dark room but by a sound that is so much different than its predecessors. All I can describe it as would be soft yet raw nocturnal jungle drums, the sound of the drums, and what I assume is bamboo and crickets. It’s such a sensual almost tantric sound, and will certainly make for an interesting dance. I almost jump when a lamp by the oxblood red sofa is turned on, illuminating the room in a golden glow. I feel my eyes widen when I clock on to the small figure sat so primly on the sofa radiating nervousness

I take a step closer to the girl with head her bowed low, "stand up" amused by how quickly the girl complies to my request, keeping her eyes lowered. I like that, this very petite girl is naturally submissive which sends fire shooting down to my loins. Taking a step closer I feel instant intense heat all over and have to control myself at sheer beauty before her. I’m no stranger to beauty, as I walk around the girl in front of me. Definitely liking what I see even if the girl in front has more clothes on than any average dancer. I spies the high tight backside encased in skin-tight black cotton, a sheer gold shirt that clings to a luminous pale almost feminine form, it all makes my mouth water. I’m impressed the girl has kept her head down, yes I have been surrounded by what I call ugly beauty those fake girls who just want a good fuck and don't care who it's from since I hit puberty. This body in front of me however possesses a pure beauty I haven't seen for a long time.  

I grab the girl’s chin and almost groan at the feel of silk beneath my fingertips. Wanting to get a look at the girl Amelia called a rare jewel "Look at me!" I have to suppress a gasp at the clearest blue-grey eyes I have ever seen, eyes that I widen just like my own have! Those blue eyes almost look like they can see into my very soul, it’s not a feeling I have much experience with. Beautiful blue-grey curls and skin so translucent the makeup highlights don't do her any justice as her skin actually sparkles. There are just two glaringly obvious problems, this girl is very young, even younger than Amelia.

Amelia was right there is definitely something about this girl that makes you want to put her in your pocket. The other problem I noticed as I took a seat on the sofa is that this young girl has never danced a day in her life for me. "What's your name please spare me any stage name, I want your real name." I feel that simmering fire again when the girl answers with the softest melodic voice "Sabrina Hayden"

"Have you ever danced before...For me?" I watch as this young girl shakes her head and barely whispers, "no sir."

I have to close my eyes all I can feel is the fire in my veins and my heart beating a thousand miles a minute. It's like this Sabrina Hayden has cast a spell over me, shaking his head and needing a reprieve from all the clear tension between them. "Go find Amelia ask her for my usual drink order," I observe as Sabrina snaps out of it a beautiful red gracing her cheeks in embarrassment. I find it oddly cute the way the girl rushes to the door stumbling as she goes, "And Sabrina, tell Amelia that I want you to serve my drink here!" I saw as that gorgeous girl with blue-grey hair leaves the room, as I slump back against the oxblood leather couch, I hadn't ever felt like this, when I arrived I was excited to get my rocks off with some random plaything. Yet I have been presented with a very young girl who makes my heartbeat. Rubbing my hands over my face I grab my phone and fire off two texts, the first to Enzo ordering back to the manor to find out all he can on Sabrina Hayden. The second is a message to Amelia “A rare jewel indeed, make sure no finger would touch her, Sabrina Hayden is mine!”