Boss Lady's Stripper

Chapter 1

Isabella's POV-

I down my last shot before walking towards backstage. Every night it's the same thing where the first three shots are distant memories and we stop counting after number 6. I drink to get through the night. Drink, dance, sleep, and repeat. That's my life.

I reach backstage and wait for my cue. Melanie,One of the other girls, walk up to me.

"Vinny told me to tell you to focus on VIP tonight. It's someone important apparently they're here every staturday." She says.

"Of course probably some rich prick or some alley gangster that gets all the attention tonight." I roll my eyes.

"He seemed serious Elle. I'd listen tonight."The lights turn blue and that's my calling to begin.

"Listening isn't in my nature." I grin and turn to the stage with a breath.

*music starts*

I step out my hips already moving to the beat of the music. As I walk towards the pole I keep my head high but never making eye contact only focusing on the flying cash. It's a high and making contact will sober you up faster than a machine can count your tips.

I feel the eyes of the hungry men who are looking for a thrill before going home to their wives and paperwork that was due weeks ago.

I hook my leg around the pool and spin glancing at VIP as I go around. There is one male that sits there with three dancers and one on his lap. Mr.Rossi, a business partner with my boss. Everyone knows him. A real lady charmer even though he has a wife and kids. I roll my eyes then notice another woman walk over to him. This one isn't a dancer though.

She's taller with black hair and a unique streak of silver runs through it. She's dressed in a black pencil skirt that hugs her ass deliciously. Paired with a white button up blouse that's tucked in. She has a gold chain belt that matches her gold watch. She's wearing black pumps with black sheer stockings.

Shes definitely easy on the eyes.

When she glances at the stage I ignore her. I have a feeling she who I'm supposed to focus on. So I'll do the opposite. I grin and drop from the pole to my knees. I lean down so my Face is towards VIP and ass towards the normal section. I feel the men sliding cash into my thong as I shake it back and forth.

Im looking at her and she looks back. My gaze falters as does my smirk. Power radiates from her as her silver eyes rake over me. Quickly I look away and focus back on my task.

I crawl along the edge of the stage and stop where a younger looking man sits. Probably in his early twenties. I slide off the stage and straddle his lap. I place his hands on my ass I grind my body onto his.

After a few more times I get back on the stage and continue the serious of spins, drops, and grinds on the pole. Taking breaks to shake my ass and grope myself. As the song comes to the end I walk towards backstage. I look back at VIP and wink.

"I hope you know that Vinny is pissed." A bodyguard says.

"I hope you know I don't give a fuck. Actually I take that back. I do give a fuck. If you can't tell I'm a little tipsy. Wait, Why am I telling you this? Nevermind that. tj, your a great bodyguard. If I wasnt gay I might find you fuckable too." His eyes widen and he turns and walks away and at first I thought it was because of my words but a voice has me thinking differently.

"That's quite the mouth you got there. A little girl like you shouldn't talk like that." The voice leaves shivers down my spine. I whip around to face the voice and I see the woman from earlier.

To say this woman was just pretty would be an understatement. She was drop dead fucking gorgeous. But that's not what stopped me in my tracks. No. Her bright sliver eyes that somehow seemed so dark. Like you could see the danger and damage created by her hand just through her sliver orbs. My mouth dried up and my words got lost.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" She spoke with a strong accent and slid her finger across my jaw.

"U-uh I-I u'm-" I'm cut off by vinny my boss walking to us.

"Stop terrorizing my dancers V." He states and she smirks while dropping her hand and taking a very small step back.

"I think your dancers need to learn some manners. Don't you?" She looks at him now, " I was promised a show from one of your best dancers tonight. Instead I watched said dancer give that show to some scrawny bag of bones that gave her a tip that was honestly sad. Your racking up bigger and bigger debts here." The woman who's named V says.

"It wasn't sad. He tipped me 400 dollars for a 2 min tire lap dance. Besides I don't get bad tips." I snap at her.

"400," she scoffs, " that's disappointing and even more so that you think it isn't sad. U should be making tens of thousands or dollars a night. And I'm well aware of who you are and your status in this city as well as cities across the world sweet lady blue." She rolls her eyes.

Ok let's calm down. No blood on my freshly cleaned floors. Save it for another day please. Now To make up for it how about you take a private dance. I'll get Elena to give it to you." Vinny bargains.

V smirks and look me up and down. Her gaze alone makes my cheeks glow red. She continues looking at me as she speaks.

"I'll take the dance but I don't want Elena to do it. How about the dancer that caused this take responsibility and make up for her disrespectfulness." She states as she stares me in the eyes.

"V I don't think that's a go-" I cut vinny off.

"I don't do private dances. I apologize for hurting your precious ego by not spending my entire night trying to impress you." I snap back and Vinny slaps his hand over my mouth while she just chuckles.

"Valentina I truly apologize. She doesn't mean any disrespect. She just doesn't think before she speaks-" Vinny's words are met with my glare. She raises a hand in which Vinny stops talking.

"Leave." Is what she says and I push Vinny off and start speed walking away but she steps in front of me.

"No not you," she looks from me back to Vinny, "you."

Out the corner of my eye I see that he wants to say something but he lowers his head and walks out of backstage. I don't look up at her. She grabs my chin and forces my head up until I'm looking right back at her silver eyes.

"If your gonna be a disrespectful little brat at least be able to look me in the eye to do it." She says her grip on my chin tight.

"Im not a brat." I scoff and she just smirks.

"Whatever you say. Now your gonna lead me to a room and give me a fucking proper dance." She says.

"I already said I don't do private dances."

"Well I tonight you don't have a choice. So lead the way." She says calmly.

My feet move faster than I can process what I'm doing as I start the walk to the private rooms. Well if I have to do this I might as well do what I'm best at.

This outta be fun.

Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! :)