Chapter 5

Rosalie's POV

I slowly walked out of the VIP room, still in shock. Can I really quit because of this man? I don’t want to work with him.

It’s obvious we don’t like each other, and it would be a problem for me to work under him. I can’t see him as anything but a bastard pervert, and my pride won’t allow me to call him my boss.

"I need to talk to Athena about this. I can't work like this. I'm sure I can find another job, even if it means being a waitress. I didn't want to do it before, but I would now. I don't mind..."

"I just can't stand working with that fool; his presence irritates me," I mumbled as I entered the main club, scanning the room for Athena.

But I couldn't see her anywhere. "I think she's still busy working. I shouldn't disturb her with my problems, I guess..."

"I should just leave. Athena can tell that bastard pervert in the morning that I'm no longer interested in the job," I mumbled to myself, nodding in confirmation.

As I started to walk out, the club felt too crowded for my liking. I hated everything about this place and wanted to leave immediately.

I kept bumping into people, but finally, I reached the door and was about to step outside when...

Someone grabbed my hand from behind, and I turned around immediately.

"What the hell?!" I gasped, staring at the giant man in a uniform that looked like a bodyguard's.

"Why did you suddenly grab me like that? Do I owe you something? I was about—" The bodyguard cut me off before I could finish, and I couldn't deny that I was actually scared of him.

"You're the one the boss just hired, so you can't leave just yet," he said, and my eyes widened in shock.

"What! Why can't I leave? I've quit because I'm no longer interested in this awful job. Tell your boss that!" I said, but the bodyguard still wouldn’t let go of my hand.

"Let go of my hand! I need to leave!" I yelled, even though fear gripped my heart as I silently prayed he wouldn’t hurt me.

"You can't leave. The boss said you're hired, and you can't quit again," the man dropped the bombshell.

"What!" I gasped again.

"You need to follow me quietly, or you could get hurt," the man said, grabbing my hand and dragging me outside.

"Oh my God! Athena has gotten me into trouble," I mumbled to myself, fearfully, as I quietly followed the guard to the car.

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After what felt like an eternity, we finally arrived at a large residence illuminated by lights throughout the compound. The man got out of the car, and I opened the back door before stepping out.

I could have gasped at the beauty of the expansive house, but I was too anxious about what awaited me in the next few minutes.

"Why did you bring me here? Are you kidnapping me or something?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear, even though it didn’t seem like I was in any real danger.

"You'll find your answers when you go inside the house," the bodyguard said without sparing me another glance as he walked away.

I was left speechless and terrified. What if I entered the house and ended up being kill?

Thoughts raced through my mind, but staying outside only heightened my fear. Summoning the last of my courage, I decided to step inside the house.

I walked into the house and my heart nearly jumping out of my chest when I saw people moving around. But they weren't just anyone; they were...

Giant men with dangerous looks on their faces and women with cold, piercing gazes. I couldn't help but feel scared.

"Hey," someone called from behind me. I turned to see a woman in a cropped top and shorts that revealed tattoos covering her whole body, giving her a tough, intimidating appearance.

"Are you the new stripper boss just hired?" the woman asked and I nodded slowly.

"Follow me," she said, looking at me with a look of disgust. I wondered why, but I followed her anyway.

After navigating through several corridors, she finally stopped in front of a door, and I halted as well.

"Go inside, bitch," she hissed before walking away. I stared at her in confusion until she disappeared from sight.

"Why is she acting like a fool? Do I know her from somewhere? If it weren't for that bastard ex-boss of mine, I wouldn't be in this situation," I mumbled, my voice heavy with frustration as I twisted the door open.

I just couldn't make sense of everything that was happening. Did they bring me here to strip for one of the men?

Despite my thoughts, I stepped inside and found myself in the living room.

There was no one in sight. "What does all this mean?"

After pondering what to do for a few minutes, I decided to check the bedroom out of curiosity.

I opened the door and stepped inside, but it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. I tried to locate the light switch, but before I could find it, someone suddenly...

Pulled me back, and I found myself pressed against a hard chest, with something firm rubbing against my ass and my eyes widened in shock.

"Who are you? Let go of me right now!" I yelled, struggling to break free, but the person held on tight and remained silent.

Suddenly, a familiar scent hit my nose, and my eyes widened in shock again.

"Cameron Rodriguez," I mumbled, surprised and I could hear him smirking.

"You even recognize me in the dark and know my name. You were truly born to be my stripper," Cameron whispered mockingly in my ear, and I felt my anger rising.

"How dare you bring me here, you motherfucker! Let go of me right now! I'm no longer interested in your job!" I shot back angrily, but Cameron just scoffed.

"Is that a command?" he asked in a raspy voice, his warm breath brushing against my neck.

"Since I said you're hired, you can’t quit until I fire you myself. All that's left for you to do is sign the arrangement contract," he mumbled, tightening his grip as I struggled against him.

"I'm not signing any damn contract, you son of a bitch!"

"You dare call me that again? I swear, if you do, I'll make you regret it by fucking you hard—right here, right now," he said, his voice laced with both threat and mockery.

I didn't have the courage to repeat it. What if he followed through on his words? I couldn't bear the thought of losing my innocence to this bastard. For now, I decided to stay silent to keep myself safe.

"Good girl," he murmured, brushing his lips softly against my ear, causing me to sigh uncomfortably.

"Your training on how to act in front of men starts now," Cameron said, pulling me toward a chair in the middle of the room. I couldn't see anything in the darkness, but somehow, he seemed to navigate it effortlessly.

He sat me down in the chair and began tying me up. "What are you doing? I told you to let me go! I'm no longer interested in this work!" I yelled again, but Cameron didn’t budge.

Once he finished tying me up, the lights suddenly flickered on, and my eyes widened in shock.

To my horror, I realized there were four of us in the bedroom. Two women lay on the bed, completely naked, and Cameron was also unclothed.

I immediately turned away and closed my eyes when I saw his hard and big size. "What the hell does this mean?"

Cameron chuckled again. "Just watch how you're going to please the customer," he said, stepping closer to the women on the bed.

I slowly opened my eyes, curious about what he was going to do with them, and I couldn't help but gasp at the shocking scene unfolding before me.

I just don't understand what kind of job this is. I thought Athena said I would only be stripping for men while wearing my panties and bra, but what he’s asking me to watch right now is the complete opposite.

Cameron squeezed one of the woman's breasts, and she moaned loudly. One of the girls was the same one Cameron had tied up earlier, while the other was new.

"Okay, girls, let's show her how to please men," Cameron said with a smirk.

"Okay, Daddy," the girls replied with a hint of sass.

One of the girl wrapped her hand around his dick before starting stroking him fastly while Cameron fucked the other girl with his four fingers.

In the next few seconds, loud moans filled the room, and I couldn't bring myself to close my eyes.

I gasped again when I started feeling myself dripping wet from my pussy.