Fatal Affairs

Chapter Thirteen

"You know stripping can be a talent or you can learn it, I think yours is a  talent" Pixie complimented.

Iris reached for her shirt.
"I learnt it, because I really wanted to impress the boy I told you about in highschool, I practiced a lot"

"Do not wear that shirt, it's time for business and who even wears a red bra on gray panties"
Pixie laughed at Iris' underwear.

"I didn't know I'll have to show them" Iris replied irritated by Pixie's laughter.

"I'll get you a better outfit" Pixie stood up.

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Iris sighed as she looked at her self in the mirror, the black bikini suited her perfectly, but all she could see from her reflection was a tired and scared girl.

"Perfecto" Pixie said beaming at her.
(Perfecto - Perfect)

"Come on, let's get a little alcohol into your system, you don't look like you are ready for the party" Pixie said.

Iris followed her outside and the sound of the loud music and horny men hit her again.

"Or would you prefer to snort something?" Pixie yelled over the noise.

Iris shook her head.

"Sit here" Pixie gestured at a purple sofa that looks like it's been messed up with dried cum.

Iris wrinkled her nose.
"I'm good"

"All right I'll go get us shots" Pixie said and walked out of sigscanv
Iris shuffled from one foot to the other nervously, she scanned everywhere with her eyes.

She suddenly grew cold feet.

Iris hug herself and swallowed.

Someone tapped her from behind, she gasped and turned.

Pixie grinned at her.

"You scared me" Iris said.

"Oh Ari, aren't you a lucky one" Pixie replied with a smile on her face.

"I don't understand, what do you mean by that?' Iris asked.

"A very important client saw you and asked for a private dance, in a private room" Pixie explained.

Iris went white.

Pixie gave her a cup half full of tequila.

"No, I'll.... pass" Iris returned it.

Pixie pinched her cheeks.
"You are so lucky, don't worry he won't do anything to make you uncomfortable"

Pixie leaned closer to her and whispered.
"He is hot really loaded with cash and....." She giggles.

"Really dangerous..... Dangerous guys turn me on, what about you?" Pixie giggles again.

Iris sighed.
"I can refuse to go right?"

"No Ari you can't refuse this one, King is going to be really mad" Pixie said her expression suddenly becomes cold as she grabbed Iris' hand hastily and pulled her towards a mahogany door.

Iris was nervous, really nervous, she could feel her inside shaking.

Pixie knocked on the door twice and the door unlocked.
"Go in" Pixie snapped at her.

Iris swallowed as Pixie walked away.

She pushed the door open slowly.

Iris took in a deep breath and walked in.

The room was dimly lit, she closed the door behind her slowly like she didn't want it to make any sound.

The room was surprisingly quiet.

She could see two poles and a long sofa with a table in front of it with so many drinks she couldn't recognize.

Iris gasps, someone was sitted there.

She took steps forward until the person's face was visible.

Iris swallowed with wide eyes.

Logan smirked at her.
"Did you miss your way again Iris?"

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Luca knocks impatiently on Andrea's room door.

Andrea unlocks it and Luca walks in immediately.

"What is wrong?" Andrea asked.

"Where is Logan?" Luca asked.

Andrea shrugged.
"At one of his strip clubs I guess"

Luca runs his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"Damn it, I've been calling him and he it has been going straight to voicemail"

"What wrong?" Andrea asked.

"He ordered some people to hold Taylor captive I don't know where" Luca replied.

"I told you to speak to him about this matter" Andrea said.

"I was going to, but we have both been very busy and I was planning to speak to him at the party tomorrow night" Luca explained.

"Did you know about this?" Luca asked.

"About what?" Andrea raised a brow.

"That he was going to hold Taylor captive?" Luca asked.

Andrea sighs, "Well....."

Luca scoffs.
"And you couldn't tell me about this"

"I have planned to stay out of this issue Luca" Andrea replied.

"Wow, that's very smart of you"
Luca said sarcastically before storming out.

Andrea screams in frustration, she reached for her hair dryer and smashed it on her mirror.

The mirror shattered into pieces, she screamed again and fell on her bed using her pillow to muffle her screams.

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