Ophelia's POV"Be a good boy for Miss Daphne, okay? If she tells me otherwise, I won't get you the spider-man boots anymore, okay?" I instructed, crouching down to Jeremy's height, and straightening the collars of his t-shirt."Yes, mommy," Jeremy nodded before he threw his arms around me in a warm hug."Take care, baby," I muttered after we disengaged from the hug."Yes, mommy. Bye," He waved cheerfully, slipping his hand into Daphne's."Daphne, thanks for this. Please don't forget to give me a call if he gets too much, and I'll come pick him up immediately," I said, to which Daphne smiled."Okay, Lia. I have heard you. We'll be on our way now," She waved at me before hoisting Jeremy to her waist.I watched their retreating figures until it disappeared before I headed back to my place. Daphne had offered to take Jeremy to her son's place that morning. She had a grandchild who was the same age as Jeremy, so I had accepted her offer. I wanted Jeremy to play with people his age. I didn
Ophelia's POV "Lia, can you bring two bottles of beer to table 17? It seems Sir Arnold wants to have a little chat with you," Ava Castillo, my best friend, and a co-bottle girl at the strip club said to me as she stepped into the dressing room.I sighed in frustration on hearing the name of the club's most valued patron and one of the numerous old men who had proposed to be my sugar daddy from the first day I started working at the “Sex in a bottle” strip club."Okay, I'll go now," I feigned a smile at her, to which she nodded as she walked up to me and stood at my back with a calm mien.I looked into the mirror and mentally cringed as I took in my sultry outfit which consisted of a tiny black leather short, with half of my ass cheeks exposed, and a leather bra, which had a great amount of my soft boobs exposed. I slowly ran my fingers down the leather strap which was joined from my shorts to my boots and sighed again. The make-up I had on my face made me look like a whore and hones
Ophelia's POV I hummed to myself as I flung my makeup supplies and bottle uniform into my bag. Afterward, I draped my bag around my chest and trudged out of the dressing room.I retrieved my cell phone from my jogger's pocket and connected it to my headphones as I walked towards the entrance to the club as various unhinged thoughts assailed my mind.I had gotten a call the night before from the doctor who was in charge of his treatment to report to the hospital as soon as I could because she had something important to discuss with me. When I heard that, my heart almost flew out of my chest in worry, I couldn't sleep throughout the night as I tended to overthink everything."Lia, wait!" I heard someone yell my name from behind and I halted in my steps as I whipped my neck around to deduce who it was.A small smile adorned my face amidst my worries when I saw that it was my kind boss at the club, Rodrigo Fernandez."Rodrigo," I greeted him with a nod as I took an airport out of my ear.
Ophelia's POV "I'm sorry I didn't inform you before I left the club, don't get angry at me, Ava. It was an emergency and I needed to see the doctor as fast as I could," I spoke into the phone with a sheepish grin twisting my lips upward.Just like I had expected, Ava was quite pissed at me because I didn't wake her up to tell her that I was leaving the club before her, she was such a baby at times. I thought to myself even though I knew I couldn't say it aloud to her face."Okay, I'm not mad anymore. So, how is your dad feeling now? Is he getting better? What was the emergency you were called for?" Ava questioned me, and I sucked in my breath through my teeth to repress the resurgence of panic inside me.I had almost forgotten about the fact that I needed to get three million dollars in a week. I had transferred everything in my bank account to the hospital for the treatment to commence on my dad and I only had about fifty cents left in my account balance.I had no idea how I was goi
Ophelia's POV About an hour and a half later, the cab wheeled to a halt In front of a huge building and I gasped In fascination as I stared at the magnificent exterior of the building.Was this a strip club? Had I gotten the wrong address? I asked myself because I knew there was no way in hell that a place as opulent as the luxurious glass skyscraper that I was currently gazing at was a mere strip club, so I swiped through my phone and read through the address again. To my utter bewilderment, I realized that it was really the building I was looking for.I settled the driver with the extra change which I had thankfully found wandering in my pocket before I made my way into the gargantuan edifice.At the entrance, I was met with the sight of a plain-faced woman who was dressed formally in a black, knee-length gown wIth a pair of black dress shoes to match. She looked like an imposing, evil stepmother."Are you Miss Ophelia Alvarez?" She asked in a strict, business-like tone."Yes," I a
Ryan’s POV I walked through the glass doors to my company with a stoic demeanor, and my phone placed directly against my ear. I nodded curtly at some of my employees who stopped to exchange pleasantries with me as I stepped into the elevator."Ryan, man. Are you even listening to me?" My best friend, Vegas Sanchez's voice seeped into my ears as I trekked out of the elevator and meandered into my office."Yeah, man. What were you talking about?" I gruffed as I dropped my briefcase on the couch that was placed in the center of my sitting room, and plopped myself down next to it with a tired sigh."Do you remember Salvador? That huge guy, my business partner whom I told you I invested some millions into his club some years back?" Vegas asked me, and I nodded to myself and hummed in recollection into the speaker.I knew Salvador, who didn't know him? The guy ran the biggest strip club in the whole of America and he was extremely famous and influential for his illegal chains of women's tr
Ophelia’s POV I stared at the vast sea of corrupt bald-headed old men with disgust gradually veering onto my face. I inwardly suppressed the loath in my head towards them as I plastered a plastic grin on my mien.Whether I liked it or not, I was going to end up under one of them that night, and I had already signed the non-disclosure agreement, so there was no going back on my decision."We're going to begin the auction for the last item of the day," The man who had been in charge of the auction since it began announced and I could see the way, the old men stared lustfully at me as they ran their tongue over their droopy lips.I huffed to myself and clasped my hands tighter in front of me as I fluttered my eyes shut for a while before I had an anxiety attack. I felt like a piece of rare meat on a slab in an abattoir's shop as they gaped at me.I felt disgusted with myself and I couldn't believe I had stooped so low to sell my dignity and the pride of my womanhood. I knew I didn't hav
Ophelia’s POV The drive to my buyer's place lasted for about thirty minutes. The anxiety inside me didn't stop simmering as Damon drove past large heads of mansions, into a large gated property.I gasped in bewilderment as I stared at the colossal mansion.It was a sprawling, three-storey building that sat proudly in the middle of a vast and empty finely-chopped and curved landscape garden, safe for the water fountain that was situated upfront in the driveway. From where I was seated in the car, I could make out the dim amber lights of the interior of the mansion. I used to think this sort of gargantuan building only existed in the movies but I was proven wrong by this alluring property which I was currently gazing at.Compared to the ginormous strip club building that I had been overwhelmed by earlier that day, this mansion with its gigantic floor-to-ceiling windows and the huge mahogany doors was by far more enthralling than it."Miss," Damon said as he opened the car door with a