His grip on her wrist didn't falter as they entered the club. Loud music silenced her pleading voice as they made way through the sweaty bodies.

Her eyes take in the strange environment and she feels more conscious. She has seen clubs before but never like this one.

It screamed luxury and money.

Huge chandeliers adored the ceilings. There were neon lights. The floor and walls were all black.

Yet what perked her interest was the fact that everyone was staring and cheering at something or rather someone.

And that's when she sees one wall of the club covered by a glass and beyond it girls were dancing. Moving their hips to the rhythm of the music.

There were poles there and if she was not wrong. It was a live pole dance performance.

She felt strange seeing it.

The way the women moved. They were just so perfect and beautiful.

Their bodies flawless....moves perfected... enough to make the crowd go crazy for them.

Every man there was fascinated by the girl dancing on the floor except for one.

Victor.

Making way through the crowd. He stops in front of a double doors and the guards greet him.

" Hello Sir. The girl-"

" She is with me."

Victor looks back over his shoulder to find Rose fascinated by Bella's dance moves. She couldn't take her eyes off her.

And he only smirks.

If only she knew what he has planned for her.

" Princess?"

She looks back at him finally. Her eyes still in daze. Too surprised and afraid at the same time.

" Huh?"

She asks absent minded. Her grip on his arm tight.

" Keep moving."

With this the doors to the private lounge are opened and Rose felt even more conscious than before.

It was dark there. But she could see sofas and lounges on either side.

Men and women sat there. Their clothes and perfume screaming wealth.

As soon as they entered. The reaction was similar. She could feel all eyes on her or rather on him.

Trying to hide behind his huge frame ,they continue to walk even further and she literally bumped into him as he stops suddenly.

His back stiffens but he doesn't say anything.

The guard barely looks at him and again the doors are opened.

To her surprise there was no one here and without a doubt this place was the biggest and the most expensive looking one.

The sofa's...the carpet...she felt afraid even stepping on it.

Yet what surprised her more than anything was the fact that when she looked up. She was very close to the girl that was dancing on the stage.

Were they backstage?

There was glass on two sides of the cubicle in which the girl danced.

One side was for public and the other side for this room or rather for him...the vvip guests.

Her throat suddenly felt dry when she looked back to find him seated on a sofa. With one leg placed on the other.

And an indecipherable look in his eyes.

With no one else in the room.The silence was rather frightening.

" Why...why have you brought me here?"

She asks, rubbing her wrists where he has held her earlier. It's not like his grip was painful, but she just did it to try to soothe her nerves a bit.

Her eyes taking in the moves of the girl who was dancing, and she literally blushes seeing her being so seductress.

Passion flying kisses and shaking her belly like that.

" Are you fascinated, princess?"

" No!"

She blurts out immediately and he only scoffs. Opening a bottle placed on the table in front of him to pour himself a glass of the drink.

With his elbow resting on the backrest of the sofa and one leg placed over the other.

He looks at Bella dancing on the floor in confidence and sass to have his eyes settle on his scared mouse instead, who was literally shivering and fidgeting in front of him.

Her face red and eyes lowered.

Despite being covered and having no hint of what being sexy meant , she looked like the most sexy woman to him.

Damn you my lioness. What are you doing to me.

" Sit here."

He says tapping on the seat next to him and he couldn't hold in a smile when she settles on the sofa in front of him instead.

Trying to be as distant from him as possible.

" Why am I-"

" Patience my lioness. Just enjoy the show. "

She shifts uncomfortable in her seat. Looking at Bella dancing , intrigued. While the crowd was going crazy hooting for Bella.

Victor couldn't take his eyes off his princess.

With the neon lights falling on her face. Her features were getting more highlighted and he just stares.

Enjoying her naive reactions.

" Sh..e is so beautiful."

She says subconsciously,not realising she said it loud. When her heart picks up pace hearing his words.

" More like perfect"

Her eyes meet his and she finds him staring at her this whole time. Why did it seem like he was saying this to her?

Did he even see the women dance?

"You didn't even see her dancing."

She says. To get no response from him. His eyes still not ready to leave hers. Making her fumble more.

When suddenly a waiter walks in with a glass of something in his tray.

Stopping in front of Rose, he offers her to take it.

" This is for you ma'am"

Her eyes settle on Victor's and she exclaims. Balling her fists.

" I am not drinking alcohol. If you plan to get me drunk -"

" Leave"

He orders the waiter. And the man literally trembles under his command. Leaving the glass on the table, the waiter leaves.

" Pick up the glass Rose"

He speaks coldly. Challenging her to resist and she follows his command. Picking up the glass.

" It will calm your nerves. Have it."

" I don't need it. I am calm already. It's just that it's a new place-"

" Stop arguing for once women. Just drink it. "

He concludes and she rolls her eyes to pick up the glass. Touching it's brim on her lips,she tasted it to go still.

" It's a fruit punch."

He doesn't say anything. His eyes fixed on Bella and she decides to go silent after that.

Sipping on the liquid. She realises she was too dehydrated.

The sugar rush made her feel energetic. He was right. She felt better.

Another 15 minutes pass with neither of them saying anything. When finally the dance ends and the girl bows to the crowd to turn around towards them.

Rose looks at the glass surprised to find a door in it and the girl steps in their room.

Her eyes land on Victor and she smiles, approaching him.

" Vic! Oh my god! It's been so long. Where have you been these days!"

" Hey bells"

Rose gets up from her seat to stand in a corner awkwardly. Feeling too conscious about herself seeing the model like women in front of her.

Hugging Victor. They both seemed too comfortable.

" Did you like my dance."

" Do you really need to ask me this?"

" Oh come on Vic. Complement me atleast once."

Victor smirks at her and Rose keeps standing there. Shifting her weight from one leg to another.

Taking hidden glances at them occassionally.

Until Bella asks.

" Wait a second. Do you have a companion today. Oh my god you never got a girl here before,  this gonna be-"

" No bells. She is just a worker. No one important."

Bella's eyes shift between Rose and Victor. The way they were looking at each other.

She begged to differ.

But she didn't voice her thought.

On the other hand, for Rose only one line mattered. How easily he said it. The truth yet the lie.

No one important.

What did she expected anyways. But despite it she couldn't understand, why he didn't let her go.

Was she a game for him?

" Fine Vic. If you say so. Gonna run for the next show. See you later. Bye"

Giving him a peck on his cheek she leaves, waving a bye at Rose who awkwardly waves back.

The door is closed and while Rose thought this was the end.

Her worst fears became true when he leaned back on the seat instead.

Filled another glass for himself.

And placed the brim of it in his lips to take in her body.

Looking at her ,he announces his punishment and she feels the floor slip under her feet.

" What are you waiting for princess?"

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" Get on the floor."
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" You are next."