The Secrets Behind Cries *Book 6 of the Köhler Series*

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"Majestic, we're doing a private party after our shifts. You want to join?" One of the strippers named Diamond asked. Nicole stared at her through the mirror, trying to figure out was she serious or not. None of them ever asked her before why now.

"What's the catch?"

"The catch?" The woman asked, knitting her eyebrows together. "What do you mean? There is no catch Majestic just some rich billionaire is having a party. He wants all the strippers we can bring, and whatever we make there is all ours. Girl, last week I went home with over twenty thousand dollars. Those rich fucks don't play, and I notice you are always left out. So, I'm inviting you myself tonight. You look like you need a friend... A real friend somebody that is willing to help you. I have seen the bruises you need to leave him." She said. Nicole glared at her before giving her a smile and nod.

"I'm in. That easier said than done...."

"No, it's not. Pack your fucking bags and leaving while he's s sleeping. No one deserves to be beat...."

"Are we leaving now? I have my own car, so I can follow, and I'm not sleeping with anyone." Nicole said. Diamond nodded, going over to the other girls telling them she was in before returning to her.

"I'm riding with you. We will be following Pixie and Winter." She said, making her nod as they all grabbed their bag, leaving the club. Once everyone was in their car, they were on the road, and Diamond started to talk again.

"Karla."

"What?"

"My name, it's Karla," She smiled. Nicole glanced over at her, thinking to herself, why was this girl trying to be her friend. Still, she sighed and nodded.

"Nicole."

"Okay, Nicole, talk to me."

"Why are you so fucking nosey?" Nicole asked, making her laughed. It did feel good to have somebody wanting to talk to her besides forcing her to talk or telling her what she was doing wrong.

"I'm not. I'm just trying to understand you. I was you before thought I couldn't escape my abusive husband. All I needed was a friend, and I think you need the same. Somebody that willing to help."

"You wrong it's not a lover... it... it's m-my Dad and his dope dealer."

"Oh, okay... umm, how old are you?"

"You can relax. I'm nineteen and will be twenty in two weeks. No, the dope dealer isn't my boyfriend, and yes, I'm getting beat by my drunken dopehead father. I can't leave him." Nicole said, making Karla stared over at her, lost in thought.

"You can. You're simply scared to. Never say never or can't. To me, those are not words. They are excuses." She smiled as they pulled up to a mansion in the hills. It was big and beautiful, and Nicole wondered who could live here. All of them got out and made their way inside. The butler then led them to a room to get dress then to the room the party was being held.

At the door, another man let them know they were only there to entertain. Lap dances, serve food or drink, and the rest were up the men and wanted. The man chose Nicole for a dancer, which didn't surprise her, so was Diamond and Pixie. The rest were server.

After everyone got their jobs for the night, they were led to an area with a group of men. Nicole was so nervous she was shaking all the men scream money and killers. She wasn't going to lie. She was scared. Nicole knew one wrong move could mean her death. Quickly she walked over to the bar taking about three shots knowing she did drink. After Nicole sucked in a breath and told herself she could do this as they enter the room. The first person she saw was him, and his smile suddenly went to a frown as he stood quickly.