CRIMSON: The Bloodshed Series (ON HOLD)

Chapter Six.

Recap:

"You could've at least fucking let me put some clothes on or maybe fucking shoes you fuck heads!"I yelled.

I was so beyond fucking pissed right now. This is just how I wanted to spend my evening. No bra shorts and a robe in the back of an SUV with 2 complete fucking strangers. To top it off said strangers boss, aka the man I now work for, known Mafia Boss, known ties to other criminal organizations, a suspected killer but never indited. Yeah, aren't I just fucking lucky?

Just my luck......

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Chapter Six.

The car ride was long. I was annoyed. Probably wasn't the best combination, especially in the middle of the night.

Pulling up to a huge gated property the gate slowly open and the sub proceeded to drive down the long drive way. With the car in park, it was then shut off. Meat head #1 thought it would be a smart move to drag me out. In turn, pissing me off more than I already was.

Walking up the stairs to the huge oak doors. One guard with an M16 stood staring before the other obviously the dumber of the two decided to speak up.

"Damn baby how much you charge for what's under that robe?"

That's it. I snapped. I walked up to him pretended to be seducing while running one hand down the front of his shirt. Before forcefully gripping his balls in my hand. He wheezed.

"Let me make one thing perfectly fucking clear for you meat heads. I'm not some one's property. I will not be talked to like I am a whore or a fucking dog. Let me tell you that the next damn time someone wants to whistle will be kicked in the throat or I will rip off their fucking dick and put it on my mantel are we clear?" I said sharply. No one answered. "I said are we fucking clear!" I raised my voice to get their attention. They nodded. "Yes " they all simultaneously said. "Good now show me to your fucking boss that has the fucking nerve to take me from my home at such hour in the fucking night. I have a bone to pick with him" I said.

I pushed open the doors to the mansion my new boss lives in. I heard whispers as I walked past. Then the two meat heads escorting me to Volkov's office whispered harshly back.

But they didn't listen turning. In the harshest voice, I could manage. "If you'd like to keep your dicks I would keep your fucking mouths shut" I said before turning back.

Coming up I this huge door. Meat head #1 knocked. A short minute later a gruff voice from the other side said: "come in."

Opening the door I was led in "please do sit miss smith" Mr. Volkov said. "I'd rather stand" I said.

"It wasn't a question of whether or not you wanted to sit" he said. "You have 2 meat heads come banging on my fucking door at 2 am and, now your telling me to sit. If it's gonna be like this boss man then kindly go fuck yourself." I said turning to leave. Volkov whistled and once again meat head #1 stood blocking the door way. Calling over my shoulder. "This the best you've got. I've taken down guys bigger than him calmly imagine what I can do as pissed as I am right now Volkov" I said turning. Giving meat head a look. Hand immediately went to cover his junk.

"Miss Smith. I'd like to kindly inform you that I am your boss you do as I say." Volkov said. "What point of kindly go fuck yourself Mr. Volkov? That was me fucking quitting. I don't need money that damn bad. Especially if this is what's it's going to come down to. I will not me taken from my apartment at late hours to be taken to this wolves mansion " I said. He raised an eyebrow. "Your men are fucking dogs pigs. I'm sure the second I leave meat head 1 & 2 inform you what went down short minutes before I walked into this fucking office. Now why don't you tell me what you want then you have your minions take me home" I said. So over everything at the moment.

"They are men what do you expect." That's all he had to say to that. 'They're men?' That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

"I'm not a whore a will not be talked to like I am one" I said sharply. He raised his hands in mock surrender. "You do know what your job description is correct?" He asked sarcastically. " so because I have to occasionally dance in my job that makes me a whore?" I asked. Glaring at him.

"Precisely " he said like a fucking smart ass.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" I asked.

"You are here because I'd like to know a little more about your background and to tell you about your job" he said. "You couldn't have waited till fucking tomorrow when I actually start?" I shrieked. He chuckled. Looking over my shoulder seeing meat heads face in one of shock. Shrugging the thought off. I turned back to Volkov.

Finally, I sat in a chair he motioned for. Crossing my legs I saw him eye my legs from the other side of his desk. Making sure everything was covered. I cleared my throat. I was over heating under his gaze.

He went about explaining my job to me. "You will arrive at 6 o'clock every night you have one day off. Monday's. You will work from 6-3 each night. You will start dancing one night a week and slowly work up while serving drinks. You will be taken to a dressing room where you will choose your uniform which will be provided for you. " he said. I nodded.

"Now answer these few questions and you can leave." He said. "Are you a virgin?" he asked. I looked at him like he was crazy. "No" I said he looked surprised. "Any children" he asked. Immediately I thought to Ana my baby girl. Keeping my face clear of emotions again saying "no"

"Are you on birth control?" he asked. I gasped. "With all do respect Mr. Volkov but that's none of your damn business. I will not be sleeping with the customers for money or anyone period" I said "alright baker take her back" Volkov said to the meat head.

"I'll be seeing you tomorrow Anastasia " he said.