Page 7 of Undeniably Corrupt
What an asshole. Both of them.
“He gave me a hundred-dollar tip after I danced on the stage. He never mentioned a lap dance to me.”
“Well, he’s demanding one now and saying he paid for it. He’s a famous actor, and he and his friends are spending a lot of money in here tonight.”
Fuck.
“I told him you’d be more than happy to accommodate his request.”
I don’t miss the threat in his words, but I’m a good dancer, I don’t do drugs, I’m always on time, and I never miss a shift, so other than the fact that I don’t love doing private dances, he really has no reason to push me.
I don’t reply because there’s nothing to say to that. Instead, I drag in a breath and exhale it slowly as I make my way over tothe actor, whose eyes are all over me as I approach his table. His hand is on his dick, adjusting it, and my insides revolt.
“See, I knew you’d come around for extras. You girls always do.”
What an absolute prick.
His buddies laugh like misogyny is their favorite sport to watch, and I mentally chantHazelin my head until I’m able to do this. I don’t say anything because anything I say will be unkind and likely get me fired. Instead, I walk over to where he’s sitting and stand before him.
A tricked-up house version of Rihanna’s “We Found Love” curls through the speakers, and blue and pink lights swirl all over the stage now that Fire is on it. But it’s a good song, and the lights she uses are fun, so I go with it.
I climb on his lap, using his shoulders for leverage, and start to move like I’m fucking him. I rock forward and backward while I undulate my hips, making a point to graze the top of his pants and his hard dick. I do my best not to wince. But as I reach behind my back to remove my bra, a hand on my shoulder stops me before it’s gone just as quickly. He’s clearly aware that touching the girls is a no-no.
I stop and glance up at a tall stranger wearing all black with a baseball hat low on his head. “Don’t,” he says in a low tone I’m barely able to hear over the music. “You’re finished with him.”
“What?” flies out of both mine and Tommy’s mouths before Tommy adds, “She got my money, and I intend to get everything I paid for.”
There’s no mistaking the innuendo in his voice. He laughs. His friends laugh. The man isn’t amused.
“Unless you enjoy having your life ruined in more ways than one, I suggest you focus your attention on someone else. I said she’s done with you. That’s all.”
I can’t see much of his face. His back is to the stage, andwith his hat low and the lights playing tricks with my eyes, all I can see is his smooth jaw, dimpled chin, and the hard set of his mouth.
“You can climb off him now, Angel.”
The way he says my name sends chills racing up my spine and a tingling awareness in my head, as if I’ve heard him say my name like that before.
I search around the room for Tino, and when I come up empty, the stranger says, “It’s fine. Your boss already knows.”
I have no idea what’s going on or who this guy is, but I don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Instead, I gratefully climb off Tommy, hearing him mouth off about it. He stands, following me, trying to get me back onto him, when the stranger grabs Tommy by his shirt and pulls him in tight.
“I wasn’t joking. I’m your personal nightmare, and trust me when I tell you, I’m not someone you fuck with. She’s done with you.”
The stranger releases Tommy, who falls back into his chair in a heap.
Then he turns to me and directs me toward the back room without touching me. “There’s an extra five hundred in your locker. Take it and go home.”
Five hundred? Hell, that’s a third of my rent money for the month.
Without another word or even a backward glance, the guy storms out of the club. What the fuck was that, and who was that guy?
3
Iwasn’t in the club last night for her, nor did I know she worked there. No. Last night I was in the club for Tommy Hardgrave and what he’s been doing behind the scenes to my friend and his costar, Loomis Powell, and my good friend, Keegan Fritz. I was there to hack his phone and needed to be within a certain range of it to gain access.
I was there to ruin his life exactly as I said.
That’s what happens when people fuck with my people. Whether that makes me good, bad, or indifferent, I don’t exactly care. I started coding and hacking before I can remember. My father is one of the best in the world, and though he swore he’d never teach me, he also saw I had the same aptitude for it as he has.
