The Mafia's Stripper

ASHLEY'S P.O.V

All eyes were on me as I walked to the the pole. I had a flirtatious smile on my face as I walked. I loved that feeling of men wanting to have me, but they couldn't. It was my trick. I make them thirsty for me, but I never let them get me.

The moment my hands met with the pole, I started swinging on it. I kept going higher and higher. I spread my legs wide on the pole, letting my body move to the rhythm of the slow music that was being played.

I was high on the pole. Very far from the floor. I looked at my audience with an evident smile on my face. Some generous men were already emptying thier pocket for me. I kept on smiling until my eyes met with someone and it dropped.

My smile wasn't the only thing that dropped. I dropped too. I lost balance and found my self slipping to the floor. I was supposed to have a bad floor, but I was able to catch myself before that happened.

"Holy fuck" That was the first thing that made it out of my lips.

Dante Garvino was seated right in front of me with his green deadly eyes pinned on me. I didn't even need to go close to him to smell the power he elicited. He was seated amidst other men. All of them looked dangerous. Those were probably his goons that would kill anybody at the order of their boss. Anyone including me.

My soul left my body and I felt guilty instantly. There was a high chance he didn't know me, but I was still scared. The sound of my heartbeat was even more louder than the music that was being played.

It was only a miracle that I was able to get up from where I was. I dragged my shaky legs until I got to the dressing room.

"Ashley are you okay? that was bad fall" Rachael rushed towards me, but I wasn't able to speak for the first few seconds.

"He is here Rachael" I began. My mouth felt dry. "He is going to kill us"

"Who is here?"

"Dante" I mumbled under my breath.

Her eyes widened in shock. It held fear for a while, but she blinked it off immediately. "I already told you Ashley, he wouldn't know it's us"

"Then why is he here? You should have seen the expression on his face when he looked at me. It felt like he was staring into my soul"

"Ashley listen to me." She cupped my chin."Breath in" she instructed and I did as she said."Breath out" I breathed out."Take it easy.

"Ashely!" I heard my name and my heart skipped a beat.

Mrs Isabella walked in with a grimace of irritation on her face. "You better have an excuse for what you did"

"The pole was just slippery" Rachael chipped in, trying to help me, but that she got a glare from Mrs Isabella and she kept calm.

"I slipped and fell" I defended myself.

"How long have you been doing this?" She asked, even though she already knew.

"2 years"

"And you can't get a grip of the pole properly. What do I pay you for! "

"I'm sorry" I said. The last thing I wanted was to loose my job. Billionaire or not.

She scoffed, informing me that my little apology was for nothing.

"One of the guest wants to see you" She blurted out and I gulped.

My mouth felt too heavy to speak. I wanted telling her a firm no, but my lips failed me.

"Which of the guest" Rachael asked on my behalf. She must have noticed how thrown off I was.

"None of your business"she said to Rachael."You come with me" she ordered and I found my self following her.

Rachael tapped me gently on my shoulder to calm me down, but I was too nervous too even pay attention to her comfort.

We walked back to tbe club. At first I kept consoling myself, thinking it was another guest entirely, but when Mrs Isabella kept directing me to the same place I saw Dante, I knew I was good as dead.

It was a matter of life and death and I chose life. Before Mrs Isabella could even comprehend anything, I took to my heels and started running as fast as I could, I ran out of the club.

I saw two men dressed in black standing just outside the club. I wasn't going to take any chances so i ran in a opposite direction.

"Get her" one of the men yelled and before I knew it, I was being chased. The amount of fear I felt made me wonder why I hadn't passed from it.

Rachael was so damn fucken wrong. Dante knew me

He knew I was the one who stole from him. I was as good as dead if he got the chance to take me. How was I going to provide 400 millon dollars?

I turned around and saw a car approaching me at full speed. The two men were gone. I ran as fast as I could, but before I could beat the speed of the car. It overtook me and packed in front of me. I turned in the opposite direction and started running, but I stopped when I saw the two men approaching me.

I was dead meat. Dante was going to kill me.

I dropped to my knees as tears gathered in my eyes. Three men came down from the car and started running towards me. I recognized one as the man who seated with Dante at the club.

"Please" I placed my two shaky hands together. I wasn't allowed to say another word. One of them hit me at the back of my head with a rod.

I saw my life flash before my eyes. Everywhere began to spin. I became dizzy and my eyes began to close.

All of a sudden it became dark