Applying contacts and a lot of contouring later, I walk confidently to the bouncer.
"There's a queue"
"Come on .. I'm late as it is ! They'll fill my slot if I don't get in there !" I whine to the bouncer and flutter my flashes
"What is your job exactly ? haven't seen you around"
"That's for these guys to pay and for you to find out .." I smirk up at him under my clocked hood. A smile slowly spreading across his features, tilting his head towards the door. Kissing his cheek, I slip by.
Inside Junoesque, I scan the florescent lighted room and land on a dancing platform. Heading for the stage, I by pass the dancer throwing my Cape to her with a couple hundred dollar bills
"Look the other way will you" not even baring her a glance, I climb the stairs readying myself with the pole.
The music starts and a white spotlight lights up my back. I begin my circle round the pole watching the crowd, noticing a private office situated up a flight of stairs protected by a guard. The large window overlooking the club is tinted, keeping the identy of whoever may be behind it secret. My eyes comb through the crowd, seeing about ten strapped and seated at the far open booth, with a clear view to me. Viktar
Our eyes connect as my hips sway slowly, my skirt shimmering on my hips like a reflection on a waters surface. My hand wrapped around the pole above my head, turning I jump wrapping my calf to the pole as my body slowly spins. Grinding and rippling my body on and of the pole, we combine into one. My haunting gaze never leaving his
I flick and curl my tongue along my lip, occasionally Fluttering my lashes to the men that swarm around me and before the beat drops my eyes land to Viktar. I mouth the words to him as I circle the pole
'You want me ?'
'I walk down the hallway'
'You lucky ?'
I drop into a squat
'The bedrooms the wrong way'
My head rolls sharp to the right for the next line and holding on above my head, I bite my lip, swaying my hips to the rhythm.
Once the beat drops I combine and release from the pole in the flashing lights matching the new rhythm, my hands and body moving as one as I roam my body surface.
Crawling to the men, I tease the occasional one. Pushing them away with my heel, crawling back to my pole and climbing to the top I hold my position using my legs. Leaning back, my hands run down the opening cut of my chest, biting my lip. Setting up for another lighting change I ripple against the pole winking to Viktar and continue my controlled spins around the cylindrical surface. Taking in what I can from my last vantage point, I notice a girl of a similar stature to me and blonde sporting a red outfit.
I also noticed how the men tend to order a round of drinks, together. Once the music slows, my rhythm begins to match the change and once the lights cut, I'm gone.
Sitting at the bar, I watch as the girls handle the incoming drink orders shoving of the occasional overly touchy type.
"Here let me help" standing behind the bar
"Sure, get us a couple of beers will ya" liquor sloshing into glasses
"Who they for ?" I shout close over the music. Her chin points to a few of Viktar's men scattered round the room, all heading for the now empty booth. Heading round back I grab a few, readying to pop the caps
YOU ARE READING
Mafia's Assassin
AcciónTHIS BOOK IS DARK AND VIOLENT. SOME SCENES MAY BE DISTURBING, MATURE THEMES PRESENT THROUGHOUT. ***this book has gone through some storyline changes from chapter 6 onwards *** ~~ Places, names and locations are made up throughout. Google translate...
