"Get the fuck off me!" I snap pulling myself away from Luca's steel grip on my arm that was dragging me out of the strip club I was working in.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I shout stumbling away from him as he glared at me trying to reach me again.

"What is the problem here?" A familiar voice says behind me as I stood next to the person who owned it.

"She's coming with me"

Before Luca could reach me the female DJ from the strip club standing next to me shoved his hand away.

"First of all, you don't touch the ladies that work here. And second off, if you don't happen to notice she's still working on the clock!" Sophia snaps while glaring at him before pulling me back into the club.

"Luca stop"

A few voices say as I looked back seeing Luca being held back by some older looking men with leather jackets and bandanas.

"What the fuck was that?" Sophia asks as soon as we got to the locker room of the strip club.

"Nothing, just some asshole from the past"

I rolled my eyes while changing out of my bunny lingerie set and into my regular black ripped skinny jeans and black leather jacket. Slipping on my red ankle heel boots that match the red tight crop top underneath my leather jacket showing more cleavage than a bra.

"Where you going now?" Sophia asks as I turned around with a frown.

"Out, don't wait up. See you tomorrow"

I reply before leaving the club through the back exit making sure no one sees me getting into my 1968 red classic mustang I always park in the back of the buildings I walk into.

Sophia, the DJ of the strip club, is one of the two people I trust most in the world. She may be a DJ at strip clubs, but she was also a close friend of mine that stayed loyal in our friendship for the past 5 years. She never questioned me about anything I didn't want her to know, and she most definitely did not pressure me into saying them either.

I met her 5 years ago, at my very first strip club job I've ever had. I never gotten along with many strippers or employees at the clubs I worked at, but Sophia somehow managed to weasel herself into my mess of life and became a loyal friend to me ever since we met. And for that, I will always be grateful for her being by my side everywhere I traveled and worked at.

Just as I finish fixing my red lipstick in the glove compartment mirror, I started my car and drove off to the destination I need to go to every night after I leave my jobs.

Driving out of the back alleyway of the club, I speed past the front of the strip club seeing the long line of motorcycle in front of the club on the street of the strip club I worked at. And of course, who's standing right in front of that club? Luca fucking Thompson.

It's a good thing it was already dark out so when I drove past him and the large group of bikers he didn't glance in my direction. Of course since he hasn't known about me being able to drive within the 5 years he was gone.

"I'm on my way" I say picking up my phone that was ringing.

"You got my money?"

"Obviously"

"Don't be a smart ass bunny"

I rolled my eyes before hanging up and speeding off into the street to get this shit over with.

Pulling up to the place I dreaded most, I parked my red mustang on the side of the street before heading into the dark building.

"Name?" The security guard asks as I rolled my eyes.

"You already know who the fuck I am, I've been coming here for the past 5 years!" I snapped as the man smirks before opening the doors to let me in.

Right when I stepped into the building, the loud sound of the song Haunted by Beyoncé was blasting through the speakers.

I kept my eyes and head straight, making sure not to make eye contact with the people around the first floor of the building. I knew if I did, I would start feeling the emotions I bottled up and locked away 5 years ago.

Getting into the elevator, I pushed the top floor button as the quietness filled up the small elevator I was in.

"Bunny" A familiar voice says after I walk out of the elevator.

"Here, this should cover up for last week"

I place the black backpack in my hand onto the long table that was in the middle of the room I walked into.

"Good bunny" The man says with a smirk as I roll my eyes.

"Don't make me reach over this table and show you how to respect me again"

Looking down at my folded hands I let out a sigh before answering the man I hated most sitting in front of me with four other men in suits.

"Sorry master" I reply through gritted teeth as he smirks back at me.

"Give the good bunny her reward"

He announces as a half naked man blindfolded with chains around his body hands me an envelope before going back to kneeling in the shadows with his head low.

Before I could figure out who the man was, I made my way out of there as quick as I could. I knew in this world, curiosity can actually kill you, especially after what I've seen and been through. The millions of questions running through my head was never gonna go away, but I could live with that. What I couldn't live with is if I actually questioned the man and find out later on that his death was caused by my stupidity and curiosity.

Driving off towards the hotel I was currently staying at, I blasted the sound of random metal music playing on the radio on the way.

As usual, as soon as I get to the hotel I'm staying in at the moment, I rip open the envelope showing all the pictures of evidence that proved I wasn't crazy.

My eyes filled with tears before I wiped them away.

Stop with the crying. I've been through worse shit than this, and showing emotions is never a good sign of getting over it.

A knock on my hotel room door cleared my thoughts as I quickly hid the envelope under the mattress making sure it was secure enough to not be noticed when the cleaning people come in.

Getting up from the bed, I wiped my eyes before opening the door only to stand in shock when my eyes connect with the familiar green ones I remember.

"Sweet cheeks"

I quickly tried to slam the door in his face only to have him shove it forward before grabbing onto my arms.

"Get off me! Luca! Stop!"

I shout trying to get out of his grip only to have him slam me against the wall with his hands around my neck while kicking the door closed with his foot.

"Don't fucking test me sweet cheeks"

"Fuck you!" I snapped back before spitting in his face as I watched his face turn from angry to pissed the fuck off.

Before I could say anything else, he threw me over his shoulder. I struggled against him trying to get out of his arms when I realized he was taking me out of my hotel room.

"Let me go you fucking caveman!" I snap trying to get off only to have him slam my ass hard making me wince in pain.

"Shut the fuck up or I'll gag you"

I rolled my eyes for like the hundredth time today before I noticed I was being placed onto a bike.

"Seriously? Another bike your kidnapping me on?"

"Goddamn it Jezzabelle just shut the fuck up for once! Stop questioning me and just get on before I tie you on it like before"

With a huff and a groan, I finally decided to sit behind Luca's grumpy ass and let him drive me off to god knows where.

Knowing how stubborn both Luca and I were, it'd take way more than 5 years for the both of us to put our pride and ego aside and come to a safe haven together. It'd save us more time and breath to just comply to whatever the other one wants, and in our relationship, it was Luca that alway got what he wanted because I was to tired to fight him on everything he gets mad at.

Driving up to the motorcycle club down the street from the strip club I worked at, I stood still seeing Luca walking towards the entrance of the club.

"Do I have to haul your ass in there or you just gonna stare at my ass all night?"

"I let you kidnap me on your bike cuz I'm to tired to argue with you but I definitely will not go anywhere near th-" before I finished I was already looking down at Luca's ass in his tight black jeans while carrying me into the motorcycle club.

"Keep your ass glued to this seat until I come back. You already know what I'll do if I come back and see you gone"

He grunted before walking off as I sat on one of the couches in the club noticing all eyes were on me. Of course when a big ass man hauls a random woman like a caveman into a club, everyone's gonna think one of them is crazy.

"What's your poison sugar?"

I looked up seeing a tall curvy women with a Kim Kardashian type of body smiling down at me with a tray in her hands.

"Whichever one you got to make me forget where I'm at" I reply as she smirks before winking and walking towards the bar in the club.

I watched as she talked to the large scary looking man behind the bar. He looked in my direction before grabbing a bottle labeled Devil Springs Vodka. He poured the bottle into shot glasses before putting them on the tray the woman was holding.

"Scoot your toot" She says sitting next to me as I smiled seeing she was gonna be taking the shots with me.

"Bottoms up" She says clinking our glasses before we started downing all the shot glasses together.

"Damn!" We laughed as the vodka burned down our throat.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot to mention. My names Sharon, I'm Irons old lady. And incase you hadn't noticed, I'm also a waitress here" She says after we finished all the shot glasses.

"I'm Jezzabelle. The stripper dragged here by her stupid caveman step brother" I reply as she laughs.

"You know, your the first stripper I've seen Luca have to drag in here. Usually the strippers just follow him in a line waiting their turn to jump his bones"

She says with a laugh as I rolled my eyes.

"First off, Ew. I would never go anywhere near my step brother like that. And second off, I would never wait in line for a man" I say rolling my eyes before a voice came up out of nowhere.

"Definitely can see why"

I turn around seeing a tall black hair man standing in front of us wearing a leather vest showing off his tatted muscular arms. He smirked down at me with a wink as I licked my lips admiring how hot he looked even if he had the whole fuck boy facade going on.

"Jax, for the hundredth time, can you stop hitting on every female that walks in here?" Sharon says rolling her eyes as he chuckles.

"Can you blame me? I can't help that I'm attracted to the finest things in life" He replies while running his eyes down my body.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you boy"

A deep voice says behind Jax as I noticed the scary looking bartender was now standing in front of us grabbing the tray of empty shot glasses from the table in front of me and Sharon.

The large bartender man narrowed his eyes at Jax who rolled his eyes in return before turning back to me and Sharon.

"I overheard your conversation earlier. So your the new stripper at the strip joint down the street?" Jax asks with a raised brow as I nodded.

"Well, why don't you show us some of us your moves? I mean, we don't have a pole in the club for no reason"

The alcohol inside me made me look in the direction Jax was pointing at before my usual mean self could say no.

"You fellas want a strip show?" Jax asks turning to the men standing around the club as they shrugged while watching us with curiosity.

"Come on now sexy lady, show us what you got!"

I turned to Sharon who shrugged at me before gesturing me to go to the grey pole on top of a mini stage next to the bar.

"Turn the music up!"

I shout happily letting Jax hold my hand while leading me to pole as some of the biker men followed us in excitement.

As soon as I touched the pole, the loud song Pony by Ginuwine was blasting through the club speakers.

I smirked while starting to move around the pole seeing the group of men in the club crowding around the mini stage I'm on, cheering and whistling.

Throwing my jacket out into the crowd. I pulled myself up the pole to do my usual routine I do in the clubs I've worked at. Sliding up and down the pole, I let my body move along with the music.

"You're fucking done!"

A familiar voice snaps as my eyes widened when I was dragged off the stage and through the crowd of large cheering biker men.

"Luca!" I shout when he throws me onto a soft mattress after dragging me up a large staircase.

"What the fuck did I say about staying still?!"

I wanted to snap back with a glare but the large amount of alcohol inside of my lightweight body was to tired to fight back, so I laid on the soft mattress letting Luca's angry words die out when my body shut down and I knocked out in an instant.

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