THE CEO WHO SAVED ME

Time and life have not been generous with me at all, a typical story with a broken family, a nice-looking woman who needed a way to live.

I had been working in the nightclub since I was twenty years old, which meant that I no longer had any choice, but I did. I could have spent the rest of my life killing myself working in a tiny office in the city, but I wanted to live for real, I wanted to be able to afford the expensive things I'd always wanted, I wanted to have the pleasure of living life for real.

After a while you get tired, seeing all these men, most of them married and with a different life to the one they had here, spending all their wages, taking food out of their children's mouths just to spend time with you. After so long in this business you get tired, you start to feel disgusted, you despise these men.

I was now twenty-five, still working in the same nightclub as always, seeing the same men every day, but one of them caught my eye in a different way. His name was Anthony, he came here for the first time six months ago, after that he became a regular here, he always asked for me, he used to chat me up, but then he started paying for normal work, he was generous with his pay and always left extravagant tips. I remember well the day I saw him for the first time.

It was a busy night and he arrived accompanied by three friends, Anthony seemed a little out of place, he didn't seem to be in the habit of visiting nightclubs, after all, he was a handsome man with impeccable posture and an athletic build, his hair was black and had an impeccable social cut, he didn't seem like the kind of person who pays for sex casually, but he was still there.

My "coworkers" approached him quickly as expected, he didn't want to talk to any of them, one of his friends came to talk to me, he seemed extremely drunk, it was then that he noticed my presence. He approached his friend and said that he should get some rest or drink some water, his friend wasn't happy but went along with what Anthony said.

"I'm sorry about my friend. He can be inconvenient when he wants to be."

"It's okay, I'm used to problem customers."

"Well, my name is Anthony."

"You can call me Violett."

"That's not your real name, is it?"

"Nobody here uses their real name. It's the basics of our job."

"You seem to have been at it for a long time."

"A little over four years."

"And why do you do it?"

"You ask a lot of questions."

"I'm just curious. You're a young and beautiful woman, you seem too intelligent for this place. When a woman like you ends up in a place like this, it arouses a certain curiosity in people."

"That's the first time I've heard that."

"That you're beautiful or intelligent?"

"Don't be silly, I wouldn't work with this if I wasn't beautiful, I also consider myself an intelligent woman. I've never heard that it brings any curiosity."

"And why is that?"