After about an hour, the men start to get wild. Over half of them are drunk, and the strippers are entirely naked, letting the men have their way with them. They have done everything from blow jobs to having sex with them as the guys start shoving hundreds of dollars into their hands or panties as they put them back on when they are finished. I look over at Brad with a disgusted look on my face.

"Do you mind if I run to the restroom? I just did the walkthrough, and I think everything is fine" I need to go.

"Sure," he points down a long hall. "It is down that hall and to the right as soon as you turn that corner."

"I will be right back," taking off since my bladder has been holding it for over an hour now, feeling like it is going to explode. I find it with ease and take care of my business. After washing up, I step back out, and a guy is leaning against the wall waiting for me.

"Sorry, sir, may I pass you? I need to get back to work, please," trying to stay polite but stepping around the half-drunk guy.

"You are about to get to work for me" his breath reeks of booze. "I have watched you all evening running around serving everyone. That cute ass is bouncing, your boobs jiggling around while you bend over. I have had a hard-on for you for over thirty minutes."

"I am sorry, sir, that is not my job. That is what all those other girls are here for, not me," as he backs me up against the wall.

"I do not want them" he has caged me in with his arms on both sides of my head against the wall. "You are a whole lot prettier than them. I want you."

"I'm sorry, sir, not interested," trying not to throw up as the heavy smell of booze comes off him.

I try to push past him, but my small five foot three inches one hundred and five-pound body is no match for the guy towering over me right now. He grabs my wrist and pulls me to his chest. He tries to kiss me, but I move my head around, avoiding him at all costs.

"Please stop. I need to get back to my job" getting very nervous with this guy.

"This is your job," he snarls, "To satisfy my needs."

Spinning me around, he grabs my hands and puts them behind my back. Yanking off his tie, he puts it around my wrist and pushes my body against the wall hard, ensuring that I can not move while one hand covers my mouth and his other hand is busy. I feel his hands slowly slide under my dress, and he grabs my ass. Running his fingers along my G-string, he groans into my ear.

"Damn woman, you got a tight, sexy body here," his breath picks up.

Moving my panties to the side, he runs his hands over my center and my clit. I try to wiggle, but he has his body holding me against the wall and his leg in between mine, keeping them apart. I hear his pants unbutton and then feel his hard dick on my bare ass. Guiding it in between my legs, he runs the tip of it through my center.

"You are going to feel so good here in a minute. I am going to fill you up, and it will feel so good to both of us," he whispers.

I feel kisses on my neck, and he wraps his free arm around my waist, pushing me higher on the wall. I am crying so hard right now, feeling his knees bend as he prepares to enter me.

BACK AT THE BAR

"Where's Bella? There are guys needing refills," Cameron says as he looks around.

"She went to the bathroom about five minutes ago. I have not seen her come back yet," Brad replies.

"I will go check on her, make sure she is not cornered or anything," as he takes off down the hall.

IN THE HALLWAY

The next thing I know, my feet hit the floor, and the drunk guy is getting ripped off me. Cameron has him by the collar and shoves him up the wall. I quickly get my balance and take off.

"Bella, wait!" his voice follows me down the hall, but I keep running, scared to death. I run back to Brad shaking and crying hard.

"What's wrong? Did Cameron find you? He was worried about where you disappeared to," looking at me with concern.

"H-he did," still sobbing hard, "T-That man tried to have his way with me. He had me pinned to the wall, and I could not move. Please, untie my hands," turning around so he can see and get to my hands.

"Oh, honey! I am so sorry; here, let me get that for you," his fingers quickly took the tie off.

As soon as I am free, I spin around and wrap my arms around his broad waist, hugging him tightly. He wraps his arms around me, trying to settle me down.

"Calm down, please. Your safe now; stop shaking" his voice is smooth and calm.

"Please, do not let him touch me, please," sobbing into his chest.

"I won't, I promise. Cameron will take care of him; he will not come near you" he strokes my hair slowly and rubs my back, trying to get my nerves to calm down.

Cameron comes down the hall dragging the man by his shirt and shoves him off to John. "Get rid of him NOW!" he snaps.

Once he is free of the guy, he rushes over to me as Brad lets go of me. I grab tighter because I still can see the guy glaring at me as he is shoved out the door. I start crying harder and do not let go.

"Bella, let go, please," he says politely. "You are squeezing me a little too tight there."

"Come on, Bella," Cameron lightly touches my arm, "Walk over here with me, please."

I slowly release my grip and look at Cameron; his eyes are full of compassion and sadness to where he is stooping down, so we are eye to eye. He has his hand out towards me as I slowly take it. He walks with me towards his office and then closes the door sitting down in his chair, pulling me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me tightly as I shake and cry.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I tried to get away" my face is buried into his chest," I tried. He would not listen. He said I owed it to him; it was my job."

"It's not your fault," keeping his grip around me, "He is gone out of the club and will never return. I promise you that."

I am cuddled in his lap, hanging onto him like my lifeline. His arms stay wrapped around me like he is trying to shield me from the bad things in the world. We stay like that until I have calmed down as my crying and the shaking have stopped. I inhale the scent of very expensive cologne and a hint of old spice on him.

"Feel better now" his voice is calm and as smooth as butter.

"Slowly, I need to get back to work. They need..."

He cuts me off with his eyes and shaking of his head. "Not right now, love. Just relax and take deep breaths. Calm yourself first."

I do what he tells me to, and I feel my body slowly relax. I push up off his chest to sit up, finally realizing that I am in his lap. I gasp and jump up very quickly while blushing hard.

"Oh, God! I am so sorry! I did not mean to" backing away from him.

He chuckles in a low, deep sound, "I put you in my lap. You did not do anything wrong. I was trying to calm you down since you were very upset."

"Thank you," finally able to remember I had not told him that, "I appreciate everything you have done. If you did not show up when you did, then he would have....." my eyes go wide while I start to panic again.

He stands up, rubbing my arm up and down slowly. "I know; I got there just in time. Thank goodness he was drunk; he moved slower than normal."

"Hey boss," Brad sticks his head inside the door, "Is she alright?"

"Yes, Brad," stepping away from Cameron quickly, "Thank you. I am good now, thanks to you two. I am ready to go back out there now."

"You sure" Cameron looks at me in surprise. "I do not want you to get out there too soon."

"I need to get back to work. If I do, it will get my mind off things, and I will not be freaked out right now," taking another small step back.

"If you are sure, then I do not have a problem with it," he says while suspiciously looking at me.

As I am walking out the door, I turn around and give him a lovely smile. He smiles back, and I disappear out the door and back to my area.

"Uh-huh!" Brad crosses his arms and leans on the door frame. "I see that look in your eyes, boss. You like her, don't you?"

"What?" looking at him with wide eyes. "No, uh, maybe? Ugh! Don't confuse me right now."

"I'm not. You have that look that everyone has when they meet their girl. She is it, correct" he smirks at me as his eyes shine brightly.

Dropping my head, "Your right. When she was in my arms, it felt right. Just like she fits perfectly, her body is perfect in every way. It reminded me of that last puzzle piece that fits just right to complete a puzzle." A wide grin grows across my face. "She will be Mine and Only Mine."

"You lit up like a teenage boy that just fell in love when she smiled at you. She has you hooked, and now you are going to pursue her. You can not tell me I am wrong," tapping his chin.

"Damn! You know me all too well, man. Why do you have to see right through me?" crossing my arms at him.

"It's part of my job, remember" his grin is almost like an evil one. "Plus, I have known you for years, man. This is the first time I have seen you do anything like that. I have seen that look you had on your face a few minutes ago on other people many times."

I smirk, thinking of her cute face, curvy body, and her feeling in my arms. "She is a beautiful woman, isn't she?"

"One of the prettiest I have seen in here in a very long time" he nods in agreement.

"After her shift, let her know I want to see her. Maybe we can talk, and I can get to know her a little better also," laying my arms down on the desk, crossing them.

"Will do, boss" as he salutes me, he walks out the door, closing it behind him.