THE DAY WENT BY WAY too fast, much to my annoyance, that will be because I'm anxious about the outcome of later today.

I hope I'm good enough for whatever job the Don might have for me.

I take a train, then the bus to the address on the card I was given and soon I arrive at a building with neon lights that spell out the name of the club.

It must be a busy night, as people are trooping in and out of the club. I'm still not sure why he wants me to meet him here, I guess I'll know soon.

"ID..." a buff guy at the entrance asks, with a stoic expression.

"I - I don't h - have it on me... I'm here to see the Don."

He looks at me and cocks his brow.

"And what business do you have with the Don?"

"He asked me to see him here... He just gave me this card and asked me to meet some guy called Antonio."

"Look here kid... This is not the kind of place for you, and neither are these people the kind of people you hang out with."

He has a pitiful look on his face.

"I'll keep that in mind... Now please take me to Antonio."

He takes me into the club, while another bouncer takes his place at the entrance.

I follow closely behind him and take in the sights as we walk further into the club. I watch the stripper on the pole, as she spins gracefully on the pole, enchanting the crowd of men watching her performance and spraying her money.

She looks so beautiful, even I, am in awe.

I feel someone tap my shoulder and I'm pulled out of the momentary trance.

"Kiddo, this way."

He huffs in annoyance.

"Sorry."

We walk past several doors, till we stop in front of a brown door, the bouncer knocks and the person inside asks us to come in.

When we walk in, we see a man sitted on the edge of the mahogany table in the office, making out with a girl.

The bouncer clears his throat and they're forced to end the tongue fight.

"Ah! Phillipo, what do you want? You're interrupting my... Who's this?"

"Sir, she said she's here to see you, from the Don."

"The Don?"

He pushes the girl away and walks towards me.

He spins me... Inspecting me - my hair, my clothes.

"Are you sure she's the one?"

He asks the bouncer.

"I think so sir..."

He turns to me...

"Your name?"

"Anastasia Marshall."

"Mm Hm... Everyone out."

We all rush out, but I'm pulled back.

"You, stay."

I nod.

He walks over to his seat and points at the chair opposite him, and I walk over to it and sit down.

"How old are you?"

"17 years old."

"Too young to dance, but if you wait tables, no one will even notice."

He says slowly.

"I can do anything sir..."

"Of course, else you won't be able to settle your family's debts."

I nod.

"Be back here tomorrow at 4, to begin your training... You'll be training for 2 weeks, then you will start working as a waitress here. But, you're not to disclose your age to anyone, at least till you turn 18."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet."

He walks me out of his office, just when the the gorgeous brunette on the pole earlier, is walking past us.

"Hey sugar."

She says in a seductive manner, Antonio simply rolls his eyes.

"I see it was a green night out there glamour."

She holds out bills and uses them to fan herself, with a wide grin plastered on her red lips.

"Green indeed sugar... Newbie?"

"Not quite."

She eyes me carefully with a smirk creasing the corner of her mouth.

"Looks like a money maker to me, got the build too... This one's a keeper Tony."

"For fucks sake, don't call me Tony!"

She laughs.

Her laughter is so contagious, I find myself smiling for no reason.

"See ya tomorrow Sugar."

She gives me a fleeting glance, before winking at Antonio and strutting off.

"Why are you still here?"

A rough voice asks, from beside me.

I turn towards the sound of the voice, and freeze.

"I was just leaving sir."

"Does she fit any of the available spaces?"

"Yes, maybe more overtime."

"As long as I get my complete payment, I don't care what comes after."

I was tempted to yell, 'I'm right here.'

I clear my throat instead and both men look at me.

"I'll like to have a word with you, sir Don."

"I don't care what you like or not, if you want to say something, say it now."

"I - it's about my sister... I want to know if she's..."

"She's fine, waiting for you at your home, with your father. A breach to our agreement and neither of you will be lucky enough to see the next day."

I gulp.

"I won't."

"You don't have much of a choice now, do you?"

I lower my head, as i swallow back the tears forming in my eyes... Why I feel like crying, I don't know.

"What time do I have to be here?"

I ask with what's left of the courage I have.

"Be here by 4."

With that, the men walk back into Antonio's office.

The moment the door shuts, the first batch of fresh tears stream down my face and I let them.

I try to control my sobs, as my new reality sets in.

"Hey, why are you crying?"

I look up and find glamour looking at me with a worried look on her face.

She has changed out of her diamond encrusted white bikini set, and is now in sweat pants and t-shirt.

Her face is now makeup free and she looks so young... Her hair is pulled into messy bun.

"It's nothing."

I try to clean my face.

She hands me a tissue and I thank her.

"They're not bad guys, they just want to scare you."

I scoff.

"So, what are you going to do here, since you're not going to be on the pole."

"Waiting tables."

"No shit... You are a really pretty girl, you should be on the poles."

"No, I can't dance to save my life, let alone on a pole."

"You just have to do a few tutorials and you'll be good to go, none of us came here knowing how to... I could help you if you want, give you free lessons."

"No, no, you shouldn't... I'm fine with waiting tables."

"We'll have this discussion again, after I've given you a few lessons... Now, come on let me give you a tour."

"Really? They won't mind?"

She laughs and grasps my hand, pulling me towards the loud music.

There are even more people than when I first got here.

I look at the girls on the podium... They look so confident in their craft.

"Come on, I'll show you the backrooms, otherwise known as the dressing rooms."

I nod.

We walk past some other ladies, dressing up or doing their makeup.

From there, she shows me the vip lounges, and we may have walked into a sex session, we retract our steps and hurry out of there.

She laughs so carefree and I join her.

"I'm on my way home, I could drop you off."

"I'll just get a bus, you don't have to bother yourself."

She shakes her head before dragging me towards a back door.

"I'll drop you off, get in."

I smile broadly and get into the car.

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