Teresa and I was sprawled out in the living room studying. Our final exams are coming up in a few weeks. Van have been keeping tabs on me, he calls me once in a while, he merely comes home, hardly sends gift whether big or small. After that argument a few weeks back, our first argument that is, things have definitely been awkward between us. I don't even know if it's just a temporary phase or something.

"You ok there?" Teresa asked breaking me from my thoughts. "You've been staring on the same page for the past few minutes.

I sighed laying on my back. The book resting over my belly.
"I don't know." I answered honestly. "My life feels weird and different now."

"Duuuh. You have that fine ass Marcello all over you and then there is Van." Teresa gushed.

"Since when he's Van to you?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

She shrugged her shoulder before removing my book from my stomach. Any case of studying was long forgotten, for now. She laid her head on my stomach staring at the ceiling.

"To be honest. That night when I introduce you to Van I didn't expect for you two to hit it off. I just wanted you out the house and have a lil fun." She confessed. I started to run my fingers through her now silk pressed hair with my eyes closed listening. "Are you happy Victoria?"

Am I?
I mean, Van makes me happy despite my past life. But he makes me unhappy when he's not around which is most of the times. I felt Teresa's head shift as if turning to look at me when I didn't answer.

"I don't know."

"Does Marcello the beast makes you happy?" The beast? Is she for real. I lift my head up to give her a 'seriously' look before shaking my head and laying back down lookingat the ceiling.

"Don't ever say that again." I scoffed rolling my eyes. "But in someways he does. He makes me feel 17 again."

"Aww." She cooed reaching up to pinch my cheek. I smack her hand away and scold.

"Enough boy talk. We need to finish studying these books." She got up, grabbed my book and throw it at my face.

"Bitch." I said causing her to giggle.

We studied for hours none stop, except for the short breaks to use the bathroom or get something to snack on. Teresa fell asleep and I was just there staring into space when my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Aren't you coming to work?" Macy said on the other line.

"Oh shit. Of course. I'll be there in a bit." I said hanging up. I got up making sure not to wake Teresa in the process then ran upstairs to get ready.
It didn't take me long to get ready and come back down stairs. I decided on no make up, a high waist leather pants and a frill long sleeved top. My hair was redone in a ponytail and I wore black heels.

No bothering to wake Teresa I peeked through the front door for Nash and noticed he was gone. I sighed relieved then grab my car keys and left for work.

Once I arrived I entered at the front. I've been doing that lately every night. I looked at the large strip club with the huge 'Sugar sweet' sign glowing down on everyone.

I walked in front the long line and the bouncer let me in smiling.

"Thanks Jay." And he nodded.

Inside haven't really changed a bit. As you enter there'll be a wide step to descend. Stage with poles was placed in the center of the room, at the side and back with girls dancing exotically. Chairs placed around them with men staring up in awe and bewilderment of there flexibility. The bar was to the left and it was packed. Booth where men could get there lap dance lined the sides of the steps, to the right there are rooms where private sessions are kept. I try my best to avoid that end. I quickly went to the back and Macy spotted me first before I could.

"There you are. Go change your up for a private session." I nodded and was about to turn when what she said finally registered.

"Wait, what! Can't you asked one of the regular girls to do that? You know I don't do that area." I should be glad that I'm not dancing in front of hundreds of people but private sessions can be scary. Especially if the client is over the top drunk or perverted.

"No, he specifically asked for you." She said turning to leave. "Room five."

I groaned unwillingly and went to my changing room and change. I wore a black and white two piece lingerie and a net pantyhose with white heels and my white mask plus a whip. Don't get the wrong idea I'm not the one that will be getting whipped.

I got to room five and slowly push the door to the dimly lit room. Red light illuminates the room making it hard to make out the man's face, especially with the masks on. I did noticed the small gift bag beside him.
I closed the door and just stood there. When the guy leaned forward my heart stop.

"Are you just going to stand there?" He spoke with a sly smirk on his face.

"What are you doing here Marcello? I asked annoyed and a bit self conscious all of a sudden.

"Don't you see? I'm here to see you." He smirked. " So again, are you going to stand there and stare or are you going to dance for me?"

I clenched the whip tightly in my hand glaring at him but then smirked. He raised his eyebrows at me and I slowly modeled over to him. I placed both my legs over him knocking over the gift bag in the process. Straddling him, I placed my hands on his shoulders. My lips was just a few inches from him and I heard his breath hitched at my closeness. I looked in his eyes before I crashed my lips with his. Not in a million years would I ever think of doing something like this with a client or... Him. Any man than Van that is.

He moaned when our lips mold together. Shit, even I moaned. His hand went to my ass groping it and I moaned again. Damn, a full humping session. Even is ding dong was rubbing on my wet core.

God I'm so sinful.

I started grinding on him and he groaned out causing me to smirk. But truth be told he wasn't the only one getting turned on and tingly. He placed a hand on my hips stopping me before pulling away. I almost whimpered at the lost of contact but was grateful too.

"Try not to start something you can't finish, yeah." He said in a husky voice. I smirked and was about to get off him when he stopped me. I looked up at him and a glint of mischief was swirling around in his eyes and when he smiled. Oh Lord help my throbbing heart.

"I have something for you he said reaching over for the gift bag.

I looked at him weirdly but said nothing as he handed it to me. I took it and looked inside.

"Really? I'm not homeless you know." I said holding up the pair of casual clothes and shoes to him.

He chuckled at my remark, " No, it's for you to put on right now."

"What? Why?" I asked eyeing the clothes suspiciously.

"Put it on now and you'll find out." The smirk from before appeared again. Oof, men and there smirking habits.

"I have clothes in my changing room you know." I told him as a matter of fact.

"Is your changing room near?"

"Well no, but..."

"No buts. Just put it on." I bit my lips looking at him. His eyes dropped to my lips smiling and I smirked nodding. For some magical reason I'm up for whatever he has planned for us. Us. Mm I like the sound of that.... Noo, no, no, bad Victoria, bad.

"Ok." I got off his lap and was about to change when I noticed him staring like a young boy watching his first porn.

"Um, you mind." I asked.

"Oh no. Not at all." He said grinning.

"Oh close your eyes you lout." I said rolling my eyes. He laughed but did as I say. Quickly I pulled on the black ripped jeans that fitted me nicely, the black sneakers and the black small size t-shirt. The fact he new my size was scary but sweet. And the fact that I'm in full black doesn't look suspicious at all. Nope. Not one bit.

"Finish." I told him. He turned around and openly check me out, nodding his head in approval.

"It fits. Good, now let's go." He said dragging me out the door. The bouncer at the door eyed us confusingly but said nothing when I placed my fingers to my lips. My shift wasn't over in fact I just got here. I hope Macy doesn't spot me sneaking out.

I giggled at the thought.

"What so funny?" Marcello whispered.

"This whole situation reminds me of two teens sneaking out there parents house." I whispered back. He chuckled at the thought.

"Wait. Why are we even whispering?" I asked.

"I have no idea." He whispered again making me laugh.

We finally made it out the back door and ran towards his car, I was giggling my head off.

"So where're we going?" I asked once we made it in his car and he started the engine.

"A toy store." He grinned a boyish grin.

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