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"You heard me," the man sneered. He tossed a hundred-dollar bill in my face and I let it fall to the ground. "If you're not his woman then I want a lap dance. This is a strip club, ain't it?"
I didn't reach for the money or move a muscle. Except for the hand in my pocket that was wrapped around the hilt of my taser. "I'll go and get one of the girls."
"We don't want someone else. We want you. You're the prime rib of this joint, and I sure ain't asking for chopped steak."
His analogy comparing me and the others to meat, turned my stomach. I'd thought leaving my previous profession behind might insulate me from some of the worst of the worst. But it seemed like trouble had a way of following me no matter where I went.
"I'm not allowed to do lap dances. That's for the ladies who've got seniority. I just dance and wait tables."
"Why the hell not? That makes no damn sense. Dancers dance. And that includes on our laps, darlin'. Unless you think you're too good for that. Or is it that JD won't share you like that? Is that the real problem?"
He stepped forward, and I took two back. I had every intention of tasing his ass if he so much as touched me.
"That's not what I heard," another man said with a laugh. "The Wrath prez is totally into sharing his women with other men. Everyone knows that. Apparently he gets off watching."
My entire body jerked at those filthy words.
"Well, that I can accommodate."
Several of the men grabbed at me, but I skirted just out of their reach. But there were too many of them and they started to encircle me, making it hard for me to move or escape.
"All right, that's enough. I think you've had your fun. I think it's time to call it a night, guys."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally Bruce had shown up and he had one of the security guys with him.
"We aren't your fucking guys, Bruuuce," the tall one who'd been hassling me the most said. "We paid you a shit ton of money to make this happen and it’s going to happen."
My eyes widened. They did what now?
"You had your chance, but time is up."
One of the men sitting closest to Bruce, pulled a gun out of his pants and pointed it at Bruce's groin. "Is that so? Well, this thing tells me we still have time. We came for a lap dance and we aren't leaving until we get it."
The security guy reached for his weapon, but he was outnumbered and outgunned by everyone at this table. I could see that this was about to devolve into something much worse and someone was going to get hurt or worse.
"I'll do it," I shouted, making sure they all heard me.
The tall, bearded man grinned. "Now see. That's more like it. We just want to have a good time and we knew you'd be the one to do it with. You come on over here and start with me and we'll just go from there." He patted his lap and I had to swallow the rising bile in my throat.
I swallowed hard. The feeling of being trapped and cornered was overwhelming, my heart was pounding, and my palms were sweaty.
I closed the small gap between us and he reached out and ran a hand down my side and across my hip. "You seem a little overdressed for this."
"I wasn't prepared to dance yet."
"That's okay, darlin'. That juicy ass of yours still looks good in jeans."
I was going to slap him. Maybe not right that second, but I could feel it coming. My palm itched and the first chance I got, I was taking him down.
"Dance!" he ordered.
I closed my eyes and let the music take over. This was nothing compared to what I'd done in the past. A little dance, a fondle. I could do this.
And yet, as I gyrated my hips in front of him, I felt more violated than ever before. It didn't help when I opened my eyes, I found a gun in his hand and pointed directly at me.
"More," he ordered, a smug grin twisting his lips.
CHAPTER TEN
