I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Eleven

A loud knock sounded at my door.

I groaned as I left my bed and went to open it.

My body felt overly tired, and my knees wobbled. After unlocking it, I saw Devin standing there with a large red box in his hand.

"Good morning. You look like you've been partying all night," he joked, and I rolled my eyes, running a hand through my tangled hair. It was going to take a while to get it back to its original state.

"Julia sent this for you. She told me about the deal you guys made."

My mind froze for a few seconds before I regained my composure. I remembered that she knew about my past, but a part of me had hoped she hadn't told anyone. By the looks of it, I didn’t think Mordechai knew about it.

But why should I even care if persons knew about it?

Because I will be hated, humiliated or mocked.

I also remembered that Zed had seen me. I was so thankful he didn't catch me, or else I was too afraid to even think about what would have happened if he did.

"What did she tell you exactly?" I asked, acting natural, like it was just a random question.

"Nothing much… just that you are the best person for the deal to happen. I don't know why, but I guess she really admires you. Don't worry too much about Mordechai. I'm sure you guys will come up with something to blow Franco away," he replied before handing me the box.

I took it, and he walked away. I closed the door and went to my bed, thinking: why didn't Julia tell him about my past?

Didn't she fully trust him to let him in on everything, even her own son? I bet she told them, but they're only pretending.

But why would they pretend, especially towards me?

I groaned and rubbed my temple.

I needed to focus on today. Doing this was only important to me because I need the job so I can make fast cash and leave this place before Zed gets to me. Nowhere is too safe for me now, I have to be on the look out for anything and everything.

I hated the life I chose those years ago, but I had no choice. And what if everyone finds out? Who are them to judge? I know I wasn't the first stripper in the world and I certainly won't be the last.

I pulled the box open and lifted out its contents. I was greeted with a dress. But not just any dress. A black V-neck made from the finest leather, at least judging by how good it felt. A pair of heels came with it, along with some accessories that perfectly complemented the outfit.

I held the dress up to my body as I looked in the mirror. I turned to see the other side and noticed that the back was open, held together by small diamond strings running horizontally.

I wasn't feeling anxious about wearing the dress, only the heels, since I hadn't worn a pair in ages.

I placed everything back in the box and went to take a shower. I didn't even have a clue when I was going to be picked up. I released a sigh before starting to scrub myself.

After a few minutes, I turned off the shower and left the bathroom. I found some clothes and put them on before leaving the room with a towel drying my hair. I had no idea how I should style it, but I guessed a bun would have to do.