C4 Mr Blaine takes me to the client

Mr Baline made a sign and Besty moved out of the stage. I was standing by the blind watching when she moved to me “Come” she pulled me in the dressing room “You have to change” she said. She was nervous.

“No, I don't want to dance, I can't” I flinched. “You ain't dancing here like everyone, yours is special in a private lodge. You will dance only for one man at a time and you will receive five-time what I receive” she was so convincing.

“No, thank you!” I flinched again. She frowned “Do you want your mum to die?” she pulled out a sexy bikini with a sexy transparent light gown “I think this will do” she pulls out she handed it to me. “Dress fast,” she said. She was restless as if something was bothering her.

Then she added, “If you dance well you might receive more money,” she said. I was made at for insisting but she was right I had to do that for mum.

I was busy dressing when she poured out a glass of whiskey and handed it over to me “Take this it will boost you.” she said. I was sceptical “What the hell is this?” I frowned.

“Just drink it, girl. It's whiskey, not poison” she insisted and I drank it then she gave me a few more shots which I all drank in a gulp. It was burning my throat but I needed it, as she said.

I loved her because she always knew what to do. I don't know what I would have done without her. Anyway, that is what I thought at the moment. I had no idea about what was about to happen.

“Good, girl” she smiled at me and I was happy that I could always count on her unconditional support. “Okay, I will try. I promised you nothing” I twinkled my eyes with anxiety. “You have to do it, not try. You know what's at stake” she pulled me out in a hast, to the VIP section where the man was seated.

I knew the man, this man, Besty’s boss. She once presented me to him. He was also a Russian like her, he looked very neat and chubby with very thick dark hair and beards.

“Sing these papers, here and here,” the man said with his pure Russian tone and it gave me some goosebumps. I glared at Besty with slight confusion, my eyes were getting hefty “What for?” I frowned. I detested everything contract especially when I had not read it before first.

“Don't worry, it's not important but you have to sign them before you start dancing” she wasn't convincing enough so I picked up the papers to read.

Damn!. It was more than five pages, which type of work contract was that? A dead treaty!. That called for my attention and I had to read before doing anything stupid.

“You can't read all of this now. Trust me they are just working confidentialities. You have to sign them before another lady takes your place” she hastened me and I signed without reading. I trusted her, she was my best and only friend.

As soon as I signed the papers the man said: “Come with me”. I glared at Besty, I was just so confused. She nodded and followed us “You, wait for me here” he stopped her.

“OMG, why does it look like I've sold my soul to the devil?” I cried deep down. Everything went on so fast.

“I hope Bet, told you the rules so please don't misbehave if you want to get paid well,” the man said then he opened the lodge, pushed me inside and he moved away locking the door behind him.

Drips of tears escaped my eyes at the sound of the door slamming. I wasn't ready for all that. What was I to do?… My legs were trembling in fear and the room was also very cold.

My heart was pounding so fast that it rendered me weak. I was still staring at the door. “FUCK!” I screamed at the top of my voice. I was quivering as I turned around and saw a man seated on a couch staring at me. This gave me some goosebumps with a freezing chill moving down my spine.

Taking from his appearance, hmmm… He was scary. I couldn't see his face. He was hiding in the dark shadows of the room. Nevertheless, he was broad and fierce.

“You have the girl already. I need my money” Betsy, moved to Blaine as soon as he walked back to his VIP seat. “You have to wait until I receive the money first. That is if he like her, you will get paid and if he doesn't, we both lose. So chill” he said.

“That is not what we agreed on” she scolded him. “Then, the agreement had changed. So be patient you will receive your money and I advise you to be calm” he opposed.

“It's fine, I'm calm… Who’s the man?” she asked “My friend is a pure virgin so I need, to be sure that, he can take very good care of her. She's a good girl and I don't want her to be hurt” she inquired with regrets. She was anxious and restless.

“Oh, now you suddenly care about her?” he exclaimed. She immediately cut off his speech with her answer “Of course, I care about my friend. Believe me or not, I'm also doing this for her” she yelled.

“Whatever your motivations are, I don't care. Now, what will happen to your friends is not more your business, or mine. All you should think about is what you will do with your, 10,000 dollars when it comes. Haha,” he taunted.

“Go back to the pole, I don't pay you to stand” he ruled as he sipped his whiskey, happily thinking about thousands of dollars that he will soon receive.

While Besty couldn't find her smile back. Knowing how dangerous Russian men could be, she was extremely worried for her friend. She thought she would have had the opportunity to see who the man was. Unfortunately, she didn't.

“God, forgive me!” she said in Russian as she made the sign of the cross before moving on the stage.