Page 4 of One Wild Night

He stepped closer to me, pinning me to the wall with his hips. “I’ll be a perfect gentleman, Trixie. Besides, I already talked to my dad about it. He said as long as it doesn’t affect how you dance or the money you bring into the club, he’s fine with it.” I had to fight hard not to flinch when he reached up and tucked a sweaty strand of hair behind my ear. “Please? Just one date, and then if you don’t want to go out with me anymore, I promise I’ll leave you alone.”

“One date?” I asked, looking at him skeptically. “And then you won’t ask me out again?”

“Just one date,” he confirmed. “And if we don’t hit it off, that’s it.”

With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly agreed. “One date. But that’s it!”

He smiled widely. “You won’t regret it. I’ll pick you up tomorrow night at eight,” he said before turning to walk away.

“Tony!” I called after him. When he turned around, I continued. “I can’t do it tomorrow. I work until midnight.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll let Ryan know you’ll be with me. It’s all good, trust me. See you tomorrow, sexy.” Without giving me a chance to respond, he turned around again and sprinted down the hall into the back room of the club.

I changed quickly, grabbed my stuff, and was making my way out the back when I heard shouting coming from Ryan’s office. Stopping just outside the closed door, I listened for a moment, shocked when I realized that Ryan and Tony were having an argument.

“What makes you think you can walk in here and inform me that one of my dancers won’t be in tomorrow night because she’s going out with you? That’s bullshit, Tony, and you fucking know it! Wait until your father hears about this!”

“You’re a dumb motherfucker, Ryan. Face it, Trixie wants me, not you. You said it yourself, she’s been avoiding you ever since her first day here. And my father already knows. He gave me his blessing, which means she’s off limits to you,brother. She’s fucking mine!”

That bastard had another thing coming if he thought he could claim me like that. Without waiting to hear the end of the conversation, I quickly made my way into the alley and pulled out my smokes.

I found an old milk crate on the side of the dumpster and took a seat, knowing I wouldn’t be seen. I didn’t want to talk to anyone, and I didn’t want to be bothered. As I took a deep drag of my cigarette, I heard the back door open and then some girls started to talk. I wasn’t positive, but it sounded like that blonde bimbo, Barbie, and her skanky friend, Bambi.

“Can you believe Tony? What the hell does he see in that mouse anyway? I mean, what does she have that I don’t?” bimbo one whined.

Bimbo two laughed. “Nothing, hun. And at least you have bragging rights. As far as I know, Trixie hasn’t sucked his cock or fucked him. God, she doesn’t even dolap dancesfrom what Libby said. All she does is strut around that pole like she owns the place.”

“True,” the first one laughed. “What a fucking bitch. That’s okay. Tony will take what he wants from her and then come crawling back to me. He does every time. And one way or another, I’ll worm my way into that family. I’ve always wanted to be a mob princess.”

At her words, my breath stuck in my throat. Mob princess? Did that mean that the Valentis were a mob family? As the thoughts swam through my head about a million miles a minute, it all started to make sense. The bodyguards...the men in suits...Ryan beating up that guy in the alley my first day here.

I was fucked and I knew it. If I tried to tell Tony that I wasn’t interested in dating him now, he would know something was up and would start asking questions. Hell, if I told him I changed my mind, he was likely to shoot me right on the spot. At least, that’s what my mind kept screaming at me.

I stayed tucked behind the dumpster for another ten minutes while I waited for the blonde bimbos to go back inside. When they did, I stood on shaky legs and accepted my fate. Until I could afford to get out of Chicago, maybe even out of the country, I was stuck. A person didn’t say no to a mob prince and live to tell about it.










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