Raven's POV
Kingsley grabs my arm before I can leave the dressing room, his grip tight and desperate. "These aren't just any hockey players coming tonight, Ivory. This is one powerful person. He was asking for the best babe and I mentioned you, though you're not here. I can't lose this big deal."
I pull my arm away and hold his hands, looking him straight in the eye. "I'm going to quit, Kingsley. Didn't you just hear that my school knows about what I do here. Everything is falling apart."
"Oh crap," he exclaims, running his hand through his hair. Then he gets down on his knees, actually begging me. "Please, just this one last time. I'll give you a share of fifty grand and you can consider it a farewell gift , I don't care about the contract anymore. One dance and you're free from the co
