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I returned to the VVIP room before people saw me. They were focused on the dancers' performance on stage. The song was about to end, and I couldn't be in a crowded place. I didn't want to make small talk with anyone.Enzo opened the door. Two other guests were in the room besides Dustin. They didn't take their eyes off the stage. I sat and watched the dancer's closing moves.“Wow, Sin!” Dustin praised. He clapped his hands. “Your dancer is getting better by the day. They say she's your new dancer. Where did you get a woman as skilled as her?”“You know the rules, Dust. You can't ask about the origin or personal details of the club's dancers. You can only find out from her,” Ralph, my club's VVIP customer, reminded him.“I'm just trying my luck.” Dustin chuckled.“The first two performances were amazing. Are your dancers going to be that good until morning, Sin?” Ralph teased.“Thanks for the compliment,” I replied, not answering his question directly.Enzo took over the conversation.
[Darcy]I should have known I didn't work as a regular dancer at the nightclub. My instructor wouldn't have taught me those seductive moves if I'd worn the same clothes during a performance as during practice.However, I didn't expect the clothes to be that revealing. It wasn't even a dress. The fabric was so skimpy that it only covered a small part of my chest and the part between my thighs. I only wore such clothes when flirting with my husband in our bedroom.How could I dance in such minimal clothing? The audience could see the private parts of my body if I moved even a little. My head suddenly throbbed at the thought of people's eyes staring at me on stage.“What's wrong, Darcy?” Felicia asked, breaking my reverie. “Is there anything I can do for you?”“Um,” I muttered.“She must be shocked to have to wear that outfit on stage,” a woman in the room taunted. “Don't worry. You'll get used to it. Just think about the money you'll make in one performance.”“Aren't you going to introd
My blood boiled at her threat. I was sick of dealing with everything alone. Being at the club tonight wasn't my choice. My father borrowed so much money. It doubled, and he hadn't paid it back.Without discussing it with me, he made me collateral for the loan. I put my body on display in public because of the urgent situation. That selfish woman shouldn't have used my son to threaten me.However, I hid my anger. I was at a disadvantage. Bridget was influential. She could do anything without being touched by the law. Even though Keane was her grandson, she didn't mess around when she made threats.“You're here,” I stared at her and her bodyguards, “because you know the club owner. Do you think the dancer could easily walk out of this place?”“I don't care about—” Bridget cut in.“Again,” I tilted my head, “I'm dead, Bridget. You want to hurt Keane? Go ahead. Your threats won't get me out of this place or stop me from dancing.”The arrogant woman looked at me intently. “I regret approvi
[Sinclair]My club's employees occasionally had internal issues that caused drama in the workplace. They competed to be the best for higher positions and prestigious perks. It was natural and happened in other worksites.However, it was the first time a new person caused trouble on her first day. Although I knew Darcy was a troublemaker, I thought she needed a job. I didn't realize she had enemies a few hours into the workplace.“This is the footage of Mrs. Channing talking to Darcy, boss,” Neil, my bodyguard, said.I looked at the monitor and smiled as I saw something interesting. “Save this recording and send a copy to my email.”“Yes, boss.” Neil nodded to the man handling the monitor. “This is the footage in the locker room.”The monitor showed a woman entering the room suspiciously. She looked around while approaching a locker. After using something to open the locker, she took a bag, stuck something behind the door, and closed it.After the woman left, other women came and went.
Sean's face paled after hearing my offer. The man might not believe that I would be honest with my words. People like him were used to dealing with blackmail. It wasn't my fault that Bridget couldn't behave herself in public.His wife, on the other hand, was calm. Even so, she was thinking about something inside her head. Bridget shook her head as her husband opened his mouth, wanting to say something to me. The man complied.Their cautious demeanor wasn't a surprise. I would have done the same thing if someone had tried to blackmail me. The difference was I had evidence, and the woman's actions were against the law. I would win if the case went to court.“You're saying you want to sue me with that video? Did you forget who we are?” Bridget asked.“You're Channing,” I replied casually.“You can't touch us, Sinclair,” she said.“Why not? Channing and Wyndham have equal standing in this town. Or do you think you're superior to me?” I challenged her.“We're close to many influential peop
[Darcy]The same car drove me back to the apartment. The man who was my bodyguard followed me into the lobby. He accompanied me in the elevator and left when I was inside my unit. It seemed Sinclair assigned him to keep an eye on me.Of course, he did. He didn't want me to run away before paying my debt in full. That man must not have been in charge of guarding me from the bad guys. That was why he didn't prevent those bad guys from hurting me earlier. I touched my left cheek and felt pain.However, the sting was nothing compared to people's stares when I performed on stage. My whole body trembled, remembering their lustful gazes. I felt like they were squeezing my chest and bottom with their eyes.My knees gave out, and I collapsed to the floor. My eyes heated up, and my chest felt tight. I had never felt so low and shameful in my entire life. I wasn't a virgin, but no man touched me without my permission. They touched me because I wanted it, too.What I felt just then crushed my pri
The dancers made way for the man to enter the room. I was surprised that two women followed him. Our superior's right-hand man walked toward me. The ladies standing before me moved out of the way.“Meryl and Jean have something to say to you,” Enzo said.The two women elbowed each other, telling their friend to start. I was grateful that they had arrived on time. Everyone could see who was at fault in the conflict between us. I didn't have to bother defending myself or clearing my name.“Darcy, I apologize for taking your money and locking you in the practice room last night,” Jean said. She handed me a brown envelope. “This is your money. Please count it. I didn't take a dime.”I hadn't had time to count the money I'd gotten last night. So, I didn't know if she gave it all back or took a few pieces. But I didn't care about that. My money was back. That was the most important thing.“Thank you,” I said, accepting the envelope.“I also apologize for taking your money and locking you in
[Darcy]A baby's cry greeted my return from work. I rushed to the nursery and was touched to see the tear-stained baby. I went over and hugged him. Briefly, he stopped crying and sobbed.“Do you miss Mommy? You know Mommy is coming home, but greet her with your loud voice. Why aren't you laughing? Aren't you tired of crying like this?” I asked.The six-month-old baby just rested his head on my chest. He sobbed because he had cried too much. I went back to work when he turned three months old. That was the only time I could give him my full attention.Keane was like any other baby when his mother was away, but he had a new habit. After he remembered the time I returned home, my son cried. My little one knew when I was coming home. If I were late, he would keep crying until I got home.“You can't go on like this, dear. I have meetings after working hours. I can't come home at the same time every day,” I cooed.My phone in the bag rang. The babysitter took my baby so that I could answer
The dancers made way for the man to enter the room. I was surprised that two women followed him. Our superior's right-hand man walked toward me. The ladies standing before me moved out of the way.“Meryl and Jean have something to say to you,” Enzo said.The two women elbowed each other, telling their friend to start. I was grateful that they had arrived on time. Everyone could see who was at fault in the conflict between us. I didn't have to bother defending myself or clearing my name.“Darcy, I apologize for taking your money and locking you in the practice room last night,” Jean said. She handed me a brown envelope. “This is your money. Please count it. I didn't take a dime.”I hadn't had time to count the money I'd gotten last night. So, I didn't know if she gave it all back or took a few pieces. But I didn't care about that. My money was back. That was the most important thing.“Thank you,” I said, accepting the envelope.“I also apologize for taking your money and locking you in
[Darcy]The same car drove me back to the apartment. The man who was my bodyguard followed me into the lobby. He accompanied me in the elevator and left when I was inside my unit. It seemed Sinclair assigned him to keep an eye on me.Of course, he did. He didn't want me to run away before paying my debt in full. That man must not have been in charge of guarding me from the bad guys. That was why he didn't prevent those bad guys from hurting me earlier. I touched my left cheek and felt pain.However, the sting was nothing compared to people's stares when I performed on stage. My whole body trembled, remembering their lustful gazes. I felt like they were squeezing my chest and bottom with their eyes.My knees gave out, and I collapsed to the floor. My eyes heated up, and my chest felt tight. I had never felt so low and shameful in my entire life. I wasn't a virgin, but no man touched me without my permission. They touched me because I wanted it, too.What I felt just then crushed my pri
Sean's face paled after hearing my offer. The man might not believe that I would be honest with my words. People like him were used to dealing with blackmail. It wasn't my fault that Bridget couldn't behave herself in public.His wife, on the other hand, was calm. Even so, she was thinking about something inside her head. Bridget shook her head as her husband opened his mouth, wanting to say something to me. The man complied.Their cautious demeanor wasn't a surprise. I would have done the same thing if someone had tried to blackmail me. The difference was I had evidence, and the woman's actions were against the law. I would win if the case went to court.“You're saying you want to sue me with that video? Did you forget who we are?” Bridget asked.“You're Channing,” I replied casually.“You can't touch us, Sinclair,” she said.“Why not? Channing and Wyndham have equal standing in this town. Or do you think you're superior to me?” I challenged her.“We're close to many influential peop
[Sinclair]My club's employees occasionally had internal issues that caused drama in the workplace. They competed to be the best for higher positions and prestigious perks. It was natural and happened in other worksites.However, it was the first time a new person caused trouble on her first day. Although I knew Darcy was a troublemaker, I thought she needed a job. I didn't realize she had enemies a few hours into the workplace.“This is the footage of Mrs. Channing talking to Darcy, boss,” Neil, my bodyguard, said.I looked at the monitor and smiled as I saw something interesting. “Save this recording and send a copy to my email.”“Yes, boss.” Neil nodded to the man handling the monitor. “This is the footage in the locker room.”The monitor showed a woman entering the room suspiciously. She looked around while approaching a locker. After using something to open the locker, she took a bag, stuck something behind the door, and closed it.After the woman left, other women came and went.
My blood boiled at her threat. I was sick of dealing with everything alone. Being at the club tonight wasn't my choice. My father borrowed so much money. It doubled, and he hadn't paid it back.Without discussing it with me, he made me collateral for the loan. I put my body on display in public because of the urgent situation. That selfish woman shouldn't have used my son to threaten me.However, I hid my anger. I was at a disadvantage. Bridget was influential. She could do anything without being touched by the law. Even though Keane was her grandson, she didn't mess around when she made threats.“You're here,” I stared at her and her bodyguards, “because you know the club owner. Do you think the dancer could easily walk out of this place?”“I don't care about—” Bridget cut in.“Again,” I tilted my head, “I'm dead, Bridget. You want to hurt Keane? Go ahead. Your threats won't get me out of this place or stop me from dancing.”The arrogant woman looked at me intently. “I regret approvi
[Darcy]I should have known I didn't work as a regular dancer at the nightclub. My instructor wouldn't have taught me those seductive moves if I'd worn the same clothes during a performance as during practice.However, I didn't expect the clothes to be that revealing. It wasn't even a dress. The fabric was so skimpy that it only covered a small part of my chest and the part between my thighs. I only wore such clothes when flirting with my husband in our bedroom.How could I dance in such minimal clothing? The audience could see the private parts of my body if I moved even a little. My head suddenly throbbed at the thought of people's eyes staring at me on stage.“What's wrong, Darcy?” Felicia asked, breaking my reverie. “Is there anything I can do for you?”“Um,” I muttered.“She must be shocked to have to wear that outfit on stage,” a woman in the room taunted. “Don't worry. You'll get used to it. Just think about the money you'll make in one performance.”“Aren't you going to introd
I returned to the VVIP room before people saw me. They were focused on the dancers' performance on stage. The song was about to end, and I couldn't be in a crowded place. I didn't want to make small talk with anyone.Enzo opened the door. Two other guests were in the room besides Dustin. They didn't take their eyes off the stage. I sat and watched the dancer's closing moves.“Wow, Sin!” Dustin praised. He clapped his hands. “Your dancer is getting better by the day. They say she's your new dancer. Where did you get a woman as skilled as her?”“You know the rules, Dust. You can't ask about the origin or personal details of the club's dancers. You can only find out from her,” Ralph, my club's VVIP customer, reminded him.“I'm just trying my luck.” Dustin chuckled.“The first two performances were amazing. Are your dancers going to be that good until morning, Sin?” Ralph teased.“Thanks for the compliment,” I replied, not answering his question directly.Enzo took over the conversation.
[Sinclair]My nightclub had many professional dancers. They chose the job because of their choice, a friend's invitation, or economic pressure. Whatever their reason for working at my place, they worked well and had many loyal fans.The HRD strictly selected them. Those women must undergo a complete physical and mental health examination before becoming a dancer at my club. I didn't want to get into trouble if she transmitted diseases to her colleagues or customers.Therefore, my club dancers were gorgeous, surpassing other clubs. They had good bodies and were very talented. The guests looked forward to their performances the most. As a result, my club was full on Saturday and Sunday nights.Yet none of them were able to give me chills. Some tried to flirt with me, aiming for Mrs. Sinclair Wyndham's position. No matter how sexy their dances were, I wasn't feeling it.Darcy was the first woman, my club dancer, who could arouse me. I didn't realize my pants were getting tighter because
Sinclair looked at me expressionlessly. He scrutinized my body from foot to head slowly, but I felt confident with my body. His eyes couldn't intimidate me. Although some parts of my body were chubby, I could make people look at me with admiration.The man stood up and walked toward the door. Felicia shifted, so I did the same. Sinclair left his office and walked towards the practice room. I took a deep breath, preparing to show him my skills.“Show her the movements for tonight's performance,” he ordered Felicia.My instructor nodded. She stood near one of the poles and prepared the opening pose. Sinclair pressed a button on the remote in his hand, and music filled the room. Felicia moved gracefully around the pole to the music.I watched her move by move and memorized it in my head. The curves of her fingers, hands, waist, and legs were perfect. If only she'd let her hair down, she'd look even sexier. No man could resist her charms.The music stopped, and Felicia stood up perfectly.