CHAPTER 103

“Your name is Anastasia, correct?” he asked. I could hear the slightest Italian accent in his voice. I wondered if he was the Romano guy everyone was talking about.

“Anastasia Smith.” I grinned.

He smiled slightly, nodding his head as he looked down at my body. His eyes settled on mine once again. It was the look he gave me—almost as if a lightbulb flicked on in his head the more he looked at what I had to offer. For some strange reason, I was not as nervous as I thought I should be.

“My name is Valerio Vitali, the girls all call me V.V. Now, this interview is more like an audition. It isn’t going to be something you may be used to, and if at any point you feel uncomfortable, please be sure to let me know,” he kindly replied.

Nodding my head, I felt relief flow through me.

“I am going to have to ask you, do you have any experience in pole dancing?” he quizzed.

“No, I’ve only worked as a waitress in a diner.”

My heart pumped in my chest as he examined me. I wondered if he could see thr