Vend To The Mafia Lord

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so confidently that I wanted to stop crying and I laughed a little before continuing mourning. "We talking about much money here. I know you're trying to help me but don't make promises you can't keep" I frowned. Anyway, I guessed it came from good intentions so I didn't mind it. "How much are we talking about?" she asked with so much concern. "It's a stage three cancer, we are talking about a hundred thousand dollars and more. I need to pay about thirty thousand dollars so that they can start the treatment" I explained with anxiety and tears was filled in my eyes. "Fuck, that's quite much money." she whimpered. "I know right!. Can you borrow me some, any amount? I promise to pay you back" I begged. "Sorry, I don't have that kind of money. I have no money, no savings. I barely can eat these days because I have to send money to my sick mum and for a junior in Russia and they have reduced our salaries at the club. Customers want new girls" she said with her Russian accent. Indeed, she has a huge family to feed in Russia which wasn't easy for her to deal with. So she was as broke as me. "So how do you plan to help me, we both know you have nothing. You are as broke as me. Or do you know someone that can help me?" I asked. "I know someone who can help you," she says. I wiped my tears "Who is this person" asked eagerly. "Mr. Blaine, the manager of the club in which I work," she replied. "Never," I exclaimed "Realy?..." she frowned "They are recruiting new girls like you. You should try it. The pay is good, five times better than what you have at that restaurant. You should be fast about it many girls are fighting to have this job" she deciphered. "I can't. I hate that club, it is always filled with armed men. How do you even manage to keep up?. Those Russian men are very brutal" I grumbled. "Yes, they are brutal but they pay you well. You didn't have a choice, we're talking about your mum's life. Okay, this is what we will do, you will come and watch me dance tonight. You will see, it's not as difficult or nasty as you think. I will you this opportunity to present you to my boss" Besty, gaily explained as if it was the ultimate solution to my problem. "I don't like that place I'm not comfortable there. The last time I came there I had headaches just because of the loud music and someone nearly shot me with his gun. I still remember as if it was yesterday." I whimpered. "I hate the Orthodox club" I cried out, but did she care?. It was found in t