Purity

Chapter 1

I heard the music begin so I seductively walked towards the cold, metallic pole waiting for me.

I grabbed the pole with one hand and slowly walked around it.

I loved my job, it payed well and boosted my confidence.

With all the men basically throwing money and praising my performance, it made me feel great.

Not only that, but it took away my pain and my problems— that is, until I got off the stage and men would be asking left and right for a private dance.

I always declined which pissed my boss off. He always told me that I could make easy cash off of that but I didn't care.

I might be a stripper but I wasn't going to rub my áss on somebody just for some extra bills.

Many of my co-workers overflowed with happiness every time they were asked for a private dance and many of them hit home runs with them in the VIP section.

But I wasn't judging them, they could do what they want.

With my free hand, I tugged at the silky, nearly transparent robe revealing my suit.

I finally wrapped both of my hands on the pole and cocked my head back as I arched my back.

I slowly came back up and brushed my leg on the cold surface of the pole.

I felt the money rain all over me and all my thoughts vanished as the music overtook me.

Before I knew it, the music was coming to an end so I smoothly slid down the pole and walked backstage.

I returned to the dressing room and began to change into my casual clothes since it was the last dance I had to do for the night.

My boss entered the isolated dressing room with no warning so I quickly buttoned up my shirt.

"Why are you already dressed and ready to leave? Someone has asked for you and before you say no, just know that he is a very important person and so is his crew.", he said.

"I'm sorry Jerry, but you know I don't do that. I don't care if it's the damn president, I'm not about that.", I stubbornly replied.

"I'm not surprised, if you didn't bring us so much customers Orabella, I would fire you on the spot. Anyway, you're going to tell him yourself because I'm trying to live a long life", Jerry said.

I was confused but accepted the offer anyway since I wanted to get home as soon as possible.

I walked towards the VIP section and walked to the room with the number 1 on it, it was the best room we had.

I knocked on the door and I heard a deep voice say, "Come in".

I slowly pushed open the door and was surprised when I saw a room full of men in suits, very attractive men.

"What the cazzo is this? Where's your stripper clothes, puttana?", the same man that had given me permission to go inside said.

"Ok, about that. I'm going to have to decline your offer for the private dance. I—", I struggled to find an excuse not to dance in front of these gorgeous men.

"But this wouldn't be private, there's so many of us. Consider it a normal dance in a secluded room", another man said.

Another one of them jumped in, "wait until the puttana gets here. He definitely wouldn't want to miss this".

"Yeah, no sorry", I said before basically sprinting out of the room.

I got back to the dressing room and grabbed my possessions, I walked over to the door that us "workers" had to go out of and went out into the alley it led to.

I felt an uneasy feeling because I normally left with a few other girls that just got off their shift but I was alone this time in the foggy, dark alley.

I put all my silly fear aside and began to walk towards the opening at the end so I could call a cab and sleep a long time.

I heard the sleepless city, all the cabs zipping along, and I felt the chemicals of the cigarette smoke tinge my nose.

I suddenly felt an arm jolt me back and a hand cover my mouth immediately.

The person started walking back into the smoky alley while dragging me along and I tried my best to plant my feet into the ground.

That plan quickly failed when the offender pulled my back even harder.

"Aye puttana, nobody says no to Giorgio", he said and I immediately recognized the voice as the guy in the room.

"And they especially don't say no to his boys", he said wickedly.

I wiggled under his reach and tried to run once again but his strong arms held me back.

"So, either you strip for me or I fück you right here, right now".

I began to breathe heavily, I didn't want to do either.

"So, what's it going to be, Orabellaaa?", he whispered in my ear.

Before I could even mutter something into his hand, a shadow entered from the end of the alley and began walking towards us.

As the person approached us, I saw the dim light of a cigar in between their fingers.

The person finally came in sight and I could barely see him but just a little glance was enough.

To know that I had finally found Giovanni.

Or perhaps he had found me.