On Your Knees

Chapter 15

a/n: i recommend listening to the song i put in this chapter. spotify playlist- On Your Knees by Sofia13
-sofia<3
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Amora's POV
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"I fucking hate you". My voice is laced with venom as I speak aloud. "Thank you for that generous input Amora" Alexei says in my earpiece. I scowl at his words and say nothing as I try to fix wig.

"If anything goes wrong, Helios and I are in the crowd. Don't blow your-"

"My cover; I know. Now, kindly shut the fuck up and let me finish this god awful mission" I interrupt Alexei. I quickly secure my blonde wig into place and finish putting on makeup.

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"Find someone else because I am not doing it!" I say leaning back in my chair. Helios clenches his jaw but says nothing. He lifts his hand, giving it a slight wave. A sign for everyone else in the room to leave.

"Good thing I wasn't fucking asking you. You're doing it" He says, his voice leaving no room for any defiance. I cross my arms and continue to look into his eyes.

"What if he doesn't show? Then what?" I ask.

Helios slowly walks over to me, a predator waiting to kill his prey. His hand lifts my head upward to face him. "You will obey me or you will die by my hand". His gaze is lethal and his words are the truth.

Kill or be killed.

And goddamn it, I will not die by Helios' hand even if it's the last thing I do
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I clench my hands at the memory. There are a couple girls in the dressing rooms in the lower level still getting ready. Looking into the mirror, I don't recognize the girl I see. My once curly hair has been hidden under a straight blonde wig. My eyes changed from brown to blue and my lips a bright blood red.

I stand up and walk out of the room. The beat of the music pounds my chest. I walk up the stairs, the sound of cheers getting louder with each step.  I push open the curtain and walk out. My eyes scan the crowd, looking for our man-of-the-hour.

Instead my eyes land on Alexei who's hanging out in a circular booth near the back of the club. I feel a hand grab my arm, "Lily! Stop wandering off, you're up on stage 3" My new "boss" yelled over the music.

I gave him a fake smile and walked over to the stage. The lights of the clubs reflected on my beaded bra and thong, making small "rainbows" on the floor of the stage.

The men whistle and holler as I start to dance to the music. I hook my leg on the pole and start my dance. I can see money being thrown at me through the corner of my eye. I let out a small laugh.

Stupid bastards.

Not only am I going to kill their boss but I'm taking their money too. This thought only encourages me to show off to the men watching me. The cheers grow louder and louder. My body snakes against the pole and I clack my heels together. I lower myself onto the floor and grab the money. I arch my back, showing my breasts to the men as I spread the money over my torso.

More money is thrown at me along with complements. I give the men a small wave and walk off the stage. Once I'm out of sight, I let out a growl of frustration.