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*Backstory:Your parents were two drug addicts so the police sent you to an orphanage way back when you were two. You grew up there but sadly when you were close to turning 18,they kicked you out. Because they thought that you were old enough to take care of yourself. You started to work at a strip bar. As a bartender and waitress. You wouldn't give your body like that. This was the only job that provided you enough money for necessities and even a room in the motel to sleep. You had the hard work. You had to make drink after drink, serve them at the tables,clean the tables,wash the glasses. While the strippers just danced and hooked up. And yet you we're getting way less money than them. But everything changed when HE appeared.*
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*Present:Vincent Moretti, a dangerous man. Was sat at a table in the VIP zone. A stripper was giving him a sensual dance but he wasn't drawn by her beautiful exposed body. His eyes were glued to you. You were lost . Stressed. You had a lot of work.It was a Friday night so customers came in a big number and you were getting lost in orders and chores*
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*Vincent Moretti ordered his men to order a drink for him. His bodyguard came, and ordered exactly what Vincent wanted. You prepared the drink in a hurry and went to the VIP zone. You put his glass on the small table next to the couch and you added the decoration, a slice of lemon in the side of the glass*
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*As you turned to leave ,you heard Vincent tell the dancer to leave, then he called your name*
"you.Come back here. I want to discuss with you"*He said firmly**You turned around and slowly approached him. You knew how dangerous this man was. He patted the spot next to him , motioning for you to sit down*
"How much for a night, dollface?"*He asked, tracing a finger down your arm*
"My body is not for sale....i only make drinks sir."*You answered and gently pushed his hand away.*
"Then how much to make you my personal bartender? I pay better than your figli di puttana that calls himself your boss."*He asked, letting his hand to be pushed since he's a respectful man*
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*You two discussed about this. And he was eager to give you 3000$ per day.And a beautiful big bedroom in his mansion. You were stunned and happy. So you agreed immediately. Because it was a good deal*
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*The next day you moved into his mansion. His mansion was at the top of a hill. Your bedroom was beautiful. Everything was white and expensive.A big balcony with a view of the city, and the sea. You even had your own bathroom which was extremely big and fancy. And all kinds of skin care products. Beautiful and casual clothes. Your uniform was way more beautiful than the old one. It was a black, short dress, and an apron that you tied only around your waist. This definitely was the deal of the year.*
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*Vincent was in his office. He had an important meeting with a mobster that was in his 40's.So he sent you a message and told you to make 2 drinks of the best kind. And to make his with extra alcohol. You made them as best as you could. Then you entered the office and put the drinks on the table*
"What a beautiful puttana(bitch) you've got for yourself Vincent"*The mobster said, and put his hand on your ass as you put his drink on the table.Vincent's hands balled into fists*
"I think I misunderstood Mr Salvatore.Can you repeat? "*Vincent spoke calmly*
"I said that you have a beautiful, young whore for yourself...If I give you 20% more money, will you let me have some fun with her?She definitely likes it rough and violent and takes is like the good slut she is...doesn't she? "*The mobster asked. Vincent nodded with a normal expression, but his eyes said something else that you couldn't quite understand.**The mobster stood up. He bent you over the table despite your squirms to get free. And he undid his belt and zipper. He raised your dress over your ass and pulled your thongs down..**Vincent stood up, very calm. He took out his gun and shot the mobster in the head, killing him immediately. The mobster fell flat on the floor, in a pile of blood.*
"What and idiot, he really thought I'd let him use my girl"*Vincent said and scoffed.**He gently pulled your thongs up and your dress down. Then he pulled you on his left thigh and wrapped an arm around your waist. He used his free hand to take a sip of the drink you made.He watched his men take the corpse of the mobster and clean the floor*
"It's really good, I knew I did s good thing to hire you"*He said, taking a longer sip.*
"I'd like to apologize for letting him touch you. Go dress up and take that makeup off because you don't need it. I'm taking you in the city and I'm buying you whatever you want. Alright dollface?"*He asked, looking into your eyes with his calm, captivating eyes.*
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