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Colt
I’m burning for her.Jesus fucking Christ, she’s an absolute thing of beauty. She should be married to some king or queen or something, and yet somehow the universe allowed her to walk that beautiful ass into my slimy club tonight.
The world just does not make sense. If only I’d been here to stop her.
She’s got a body that could be sculpted into something belonging in a museum. Every inch of her is pure perfection. Not only that, but there’s an innocence about her too. She hasn’t been jaded, unlike every other girl who comes in here looking to make money.
Could she be…?
No, that’s impossible. Girls who come to clubs like this aren’t innocent. It’s all an act.
But then why is she looking at me that way? Why is she holding on to my hand like a scared little girl would hold on to her father? Why is she looking up at me with those scared, wide eyes?
She’s afraid of being here, afraid of what Damien just asked her to do, but she’s got a body that she could make a killing with. A body that’s causing me to stiffen beneath my pants. She’s barely wearing anything, and I can’t help myself from picturing her in even less.
I just want to pull that tiny little bikini bottom aside and get a glimpse of whatever she’s got underneath…
Christ, I’m a bad man, but at the same time, there’s no way in hell I’m going to let her stay here with the rest of these scoundrels.
“Damien, what the hell were you thinking?”
Damien looks up at me.
“Boss?”
“You know we don’t put girls out on stage until they’ve been properly trained.”
He stares at me. Blinks. “We don’t?”
“I leave foronenight and you start breaking protocol,” I scoff, shaking my head. Damien’s looking at me like I’ve lost my mind, but that’s fine. There will be time to explain later. For now, I just need to get Tilly the hell out of here. “There will be no more dancing anddefinitelyno VIP nonsense for her tonight. I—”
“Colt, sir,” Tilly interrupts. “I…is that really necessary? I really can’t afford not to be working right now.”
“Don’t worry, Tilly,” I reply. “I’ll take care of you for the time being.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damien looking at me like I’ve lost my mind. Tilly’s eyes go wide in disbelief.
“Seriously? I…I don’t even…I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t need to say anything,” I tell her. “You have a place planned out to stay tonight?”
“I was going to rent a room at the motel down the street—”
I try not to visibly shudder. “Go get your things and meet me inmyoffice at the top of those stairs.” I point. “You’re staying with me tonight.”
Jesus, even her voice is like music. I can’t even imagine what she would sound like moaning as I plunged my cock in and out of her.
I don’t know what’s come over me, but a sense of protectiveness stronger than anything I’ve ever felt has gripped me and I can’t shake it. Thousands of girls have come through my club with horror stories in their past about why they need to work here. I haven’t even heard Tilly’s yet, and I feel a bond between us.
I watch her as she scampers off, smiling, toward the women’s locker room to fetch her things. Once she’s out of earshot, Damien turns to me, scowling.
“What the hell was that? She cast a love spell on you or something?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I scowl, brushing him off. “Look at that girl. You know she’s too naïve to be working here right away.”
Damien laughs. “Since when has a girl being too naïve ever stopped us from hiring her?”