PETRO
up for my shift at the club. The lights
the strap of my red costume. We were dancers, performing for rich
the air changed. It wasn't the perfume of the d
of the normal fresh mist. I froze, glancing
whispered, looking toward the door. Be
ing applied to the other girls. From my almost unconscious se
as Celine's hands in mine b
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one. Instead, I was in a room that
ropes, and the sound of men talking
In 2024, who the hell still
canned the unfamiliar room. It was
me. I was just a dancer. But here
going to happen to me? The door swung
idn't even hesitate. It was him-the one
ame was, I hat
f furniture he owned. He wore the kind of suit that scre
I was an object. My blood boiled as I
ere without knocking?" I spat, han
d to knock. You're mine. I can come and go as I pl
stomach twist with disgust
"You think that matters now? You're in my world now, c
I shuddered at the thought of what could go wrong if I
downstairs," he comman
w that I stayed where I was, refusi
cade dropped, and in a flash, he was i
, but he was stronger. His fingers dug int
hoing through the hallway as he pulled
anger. I fought with everything I ha
nsion, my body ached, but I refused to break. H
ut one woman-an older lady-stood out, her
eted her, releasing
s she looked at me. "Why waste money on such a stubborn idiot?" sh
e the frustration brewing in him.
d," she turned to face me. "¿Cómo te
rogatory manner. I was
both Viktor and Irina. I didn't care. If they
mething special." She snapped her fingers at on
nothing more than a commo
was dragged away to start my humiliating chores, I kep
r creaked open behind me. I didn't bother turning around unti
me, her arms crossed, he
's new toy is," she
was just as bland as him. I stoo
or an Italian and probably they are dating. "I don'
hing to entice him. But I know low life like you,
mistake my silence for fear. I'm not scared of you.
tended, but I didn't regret it. I wa
t anyone own me, especially not some jealous woman wi
noticed Viktor watching from th
surviving. If defiance was the only thing