Darkest Seduction

Aria

"I don't smoke," I tell Helen as she passes her cigarette to me. She rolls her eyes and blows out smoke.

It was Helen's birthday and we'd gone out clubbing, not alone of course but we'd managed to distract the two bodyguards at the bar and bolted out the door.

"You ready?" She asks me, that dangerous glint in her eyes shone brightly at me and my stomach curled.

This birthday was the last one Helen would spend single and as a result, she asked me to do something very specific for her and call it a birthday gift.

I was no stranger to parties, drinking and I had dabbled in a few illegal substances but I always made sure I reeled myself in before I lost complete control of myself. Helen called me boring I called myself smart.

Regardless this year my sister asked me to do something completely wild and reckless and I couldn't say no. I have no idea why I agreed because as we stand outside Diamond's strip joint I began to understand what was going to happen.

"Helen..."I mumbled as the music from inside roared in my ears and the lights blinded me, I could not do whatever she was going to ask me.

"Go inside, pretend to be a stripper. Dance for a little bit and do a private dance I called the club owner he knows you're coming so don't worry about being caught." Helen said, her face lit up with a wicked smile.

"First of all I don't have a stripper's body I'm barely a C cup and I'm only tipsy I would need to be blackout to have the courage to do that," I tell her, shaking my head I take a step back.

"Aria tomorrow I'm probably going to be married to a wifebeater. Please just do this for me, I need something to help me forget."

I didn't have something to say to reassure her, most of our cousins were engaged by the time they were twenty-two, a few even when they turned eighteen.

Papà probably would have made sure Helen faced the same fate but our Mamma made sure she wasn't married off until she was twenty-three. She wanted her to have some freedom.

Me and my sister never had freedom so I'm not sure what she meant but as usual, Mamma had gotten her way. Except today Helen turned twenty-three and we both knew soon she'd have a ring on her finger.

As in tomorrow morning.

That's how things were done here within the mob. You reached the appropriate age and you were married off, sometimes you were allowed to choose who you were married to out of a selection given to you. Sometimes you weren't.

Whoever Helen was marrying it would benefit our family as much as it did the one she was marrying into.

I was twenty-one, so I had another year at least before I was also pimped out and shipped off as a bride.

"Fuck, fine." I drag out as I approach the club before stopping again, "Helen I don't look like those girls in there!"

I was aware of my looks or made aware of them by the men who walked around our house. I was pretty with dark brown hair and bright green eyes. But I didn't have huge tits or a massive ass like the girls inside.

"You're beautiful Aria and yeah you're tits aren't huge but your body is lean and curved in all the right places. But it doesn't even matter because it's your eyes that captivate. Trust me." Helen says blowing the cigarette smoke from her lips.

My eyes slide down to her double D's for a moment before I shook my head and opened the door to the club.

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