Aliyah's p.o.v
“Congratulations Raven,” Emilia drew me in for a hug, her cheeks stretched in smile. I had seen her earlier when I got into the dressing room and I walked up to her, announcing I got the job.
But I didn't tell her what I did to get it. “Thanks,” I looked around, seeing as all the girls were dressing up and busy. “Do you know where the private VIP dressing room is?”
I asked and her mouth flew open in shock. “Why are you asking,”
“That's where i am told to work in.”
“What? This is nice,” she pulled me in for another hug. Her face lightened up but her eyes became glassy. “That place is for VIP, the elite. You will finally get money to treat your father.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I heard it's not usually crowded and a lot of this perverts don't go in there but it's ol
