Walking down the hall, I glance at each of the rooms, wondering when I’ll get the chance to use one for the first time. Each room is specifically for clients that want a private dance. The rooms also have their own sound system, a recliner, and a dance pole. I never thought I would be working here, but so far, I’m loving it. The dark vibe of the place makes me feel at home, as if it’s welcoming me with open arms. Using my fingertips, I touch the black and red walls, as I make my way towards Viktor’s office. With each step, my heels click on the gray tile, and as I get closer to his office door, I realize it’s painted in a deep green color.
Stilling myself, as I reach his office, I take a deep breath, reminding myself not to be nervous. For some reason, Viktor is taking a chance on me. I’m not sure, if he realized how desperate I was for work, or if he just likes offering women jobs. Either way, I’m just grateful for a chance to be me. However, it’s hard to push down the nerves, knowing how intimidating Viktor can be.
When I raise my hand to knock on the door, I stop midair, tilting my head to the side, as I hear two men speaking. I have no idea what they’re saying, since it sounds like Russian. But with the deep tones, and how they seem to be arguing, I wonder, if I should just come back later. Thinking that would be the best option, I turn to leave, but before I fully turn around, the door opens.
“Holy mother of God,” I say out loud, and once I realize I’ve spoken so he can hear me, I quickly shut my mouth.
“You’re the new girl,” he states, as if he knows something I don’t.
The man, standing before me, is not Viktor, but they do favor, as if they’re related. Both men have jet black hair, but his eyes are the deepest color of green I’ve ever seen. They pull me in, seeming to hold onto me with some invisible grip. His nose is straight, and his jaw is hard and clenching. His shoulders are broad, and I bet my entire night’s pay that his muscles are just as impressive. As my eyes make their way down to his perfectly shined shoes, I slowly start to look up, noticing how tall he is compared to me. Even in heels, he towers over me, and I feel small next to him. As my gaze makes it back to his, I instantly get the sensation to look away.
“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer,” he says harshly. Unable to help myself, I shiver, as an unexpected rush begins to flow through me. Just hearing that commanding voice, makes my body feel, as if I’m flying. I thought stripping set my body on fire tonight, but I was wrong.
It’s his voice.
That harsh tone makes me feel so much excitement, then taking my clothes off for strangers did. I don’t even know his name, but I realize I want to get to know more than that. Gazing up at him, my body seems frozen. It’s like I’m waiting for … something from him, but I have no clue what it is, or why I’m acting like this. What’s more alarming is the fact that his deep green gaze has yet to leave mine.
“Viktor, I think your new girl is broken,” he calls out, and I finally snap out of whatever trance he put me in.
Before I can correct him, Viktor comes out of his office and stands beside him. “Trixie, are you alright?”
Clearing my throat, I answer, “Yes. Of course, I’m fine.”
Glancing between them, I realize that Viktor is maybe an inch taller than the mystery man, but the similarities between them are uncanny. They have to be related.
“Good. I won’t keep you long. I want you to meet my business partner, Sebastian.”
Sebastian.
His name rolls around in my head, and I have to force myself not to think of him and I together. If he’s Viktor’s business partner, then that means he’s my boss.
Which means, that he’s completely and totally off limits.
“I’m also your younger brother,” Sebastian snaps.
Viktor’s jaw clenches, as his nose flares. It all makes sense now with the sibling rivalry and all. “I’ve got to get going,” Viktor claims, and then turns to his brother. “Show her the VIP room. She’s already been requested for the party tomorrow night.”
Frowning, I ask, “What’s the VIP room?”
“Sebastian will fill you in. Great job tonight, Trixie.”
I’m still frowning, as Viktor walks away, leaving Sebastian and I alone. “Come with me,” Sebastian barks out, and I startle. It isn’t because he scared me.
No.
It’s because my body instantly wants to obey him.
Given no other choice, I follow behind him, as we walk up the stairs, sitting to the left of Viktor’s office. Margo, the club manager, showed me around some earlier, but she didn’t have time to properly show me this room. Carefully walking up the stairs, I make sure to keep my eyes on the ground, instead of ogling the handsome man in front of me. I’ll admit, I do glance once at his ass, before reminding myself how I can’t have him. One would think that would be incentive enough for me to stop having to remind myself not to look at him, but no. If anything, it makes me want him even more.
However, I need this job, so I’ll keep my hands to myself.
Well, for now anyway.
If it wasn’t for my stuck-up mother, I wouldn’t even have to think about working. My father is well known in this state for his expert skills with accounting, and I grew up never having to worry about money. However, all that changed, when my mother gave me an ultimatum, during my second year of college. So, I decided
