“Let go of me” I struggle against the stranger and I try to leave but Greg appears in my path.
The stranger laughs sardonically, the club lights casting a dark shadow on his features. The dice is full of other dancers and the crowd is no longer interested in what is going on here.
Gordon grabs my arm pulling me to him.
“You will do as you are told, Do you understand?” he levels me with a stare and I dare not defy him.
"The private room can cater to his needs,” I say with clenched teeth.
“I did not pay that amount for a private room show brat” Jack counters and I turn to him.
“Shall we?”Gordon turns to Jack and smiles.
"Not yet,” Jack picks up his glass, a leg crossed over the other, “You know I enjoy finishing my drink,” he turns and sigalssigalse towards him, I hesitate and Gordon
