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Flashback, Toronto

I was getting ready for my shift.

Chris had just gone out there. Abel was the goal. The girls knew he loved to blow money here.

And money was the motive.

"You ready?" My manager came the dressing room and asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Well then get out there."

I walked out of the dressing room, slowly making my way towards Abel.

I decided to go up to one of his friends to get his attention.

I walked up to his friend and sat on his lap.

"Want a dance?" I asked while fluttering my eyes.

This job actually sucked.

"How about you come over here?" Abel asked while looking at me. He knew I'd come around.

I got up and made my way to him. I sat on his lap. "What would you like?" I asked then bit my lip.

"The private room."

I grabbed his hand and we walked into the private room, he handed me a $100.

My eyes lit up and I grew excited.

$100? Right off the bat?

He stuck the bill in my bra but I took it out.

"Somewhere else." I winked.

He sat down on the seat and pulled me on to his lap.

"So baby girl, what's your name?" He said while feeling my ass.

"Valerie." I said while biting my finger.

Yes I didn't have any stripper name. I thought if they see my face and see me out on the street I don't want them calling me something like Strawberry or Vanilla.

Why flavors?

He looked me up and down.

"Well, Valerie.. how about you come to my place tonight?" He said while leaning in and putting his lips on my neck.

He sucked and bit until I moaned.

He undid my bra and started kissing down my chest. He continued to suck and bite while I grabbed his hair and pulled.

Of course I went to his place.

And that's how it started.

Fast forward

"Abel you're so sweet." I said while looking at the roses he bought me.

"Baby I know at first we were just about fucking but I truly want to be with you, and only you. I love you Valerie." he said, pouring out his heart.

I was shocked, I didn't know he wanted something more. Don't get me wrong, I was happy. Happy in the way Abel gave me anything I wanted and anything I asked for.

Something I never experienced.

How could I leave that?

I didn't know if I loved him but I loved his money.

"Abel I love you too, does this mean you're fully committing to me?" I asked, putting on a smile and putting the roses down.

"Yes Val, anything for you." he said while grabbing my face and kissing me. He lifted me up and pushed me against the wall.

Abel was obsessed with fooling around.

Why was I letting this get serious? I don't have feelings for him.

Right?

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"Abel I thought you said you were done?! Done fucking with all those other bitches huh?!" I yelled at him while grabbing anything I could and throwing it at him.

"Valerie I'm sorry, I was drunk it just happened." he said while trying to come up to me. I took off my shoe and threw it at him.

"I knew this would happen. You're always going to be fucking around with other hoes!" I yelled.

"Val please."

"No matter how much you love me Abel the sex, the drugs, and the alcohol will always come first." I said to him while looking into his eyes. I could tell he didn't mean to. I could see the love in his eyes. He truly did love me.

But Abel was obsessed with drugs and alcohol.

How could I be upset with him though?

When I was obsessed with his money.

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