Playing With The Deadliest Mafia Boss

I Can't Accept The Job

Zoey's pov

"Yes, I thought of that as well, Laura. I know we can't stay like this, Making Rowan fend for us. The main reason we were here in Atlanta was because he promised me a job that could help. I haven't spoken to him about it yet, but I promise to ask him today," I replied with a sigh.

Rowan was at the sitting room watching some movies when i came in and sat close to him.

"Rowan, you said you needed to talk to me about something," I asked curiously, with a smile.

"Ooh, yeah, I totally forgot. Yes, I wanted to talk to you, and it was about the job stuff. I told you before you came here that I had a job for you, right?” He asked.

“Yes you did,” I replied.

“Okay! This job is not an easy one. To get a job here in Atlanta is not an easy task. The one I was able to secure for you is at the same place I work at, which is a stripper club. You have to work as a stripper, nothing else." Rowan stated flatly.

"Stripper!"

I asked myself in shock, my heart trembling. This is a job I can never do, so I have to make myself naked among men and dance to satisfy their eyes, I thought to myself, clearly disappointed.

"I know you must have been shocked about the stripping job," Rowan continued. "But trust me, Zoey, this job pays a lot. You can even rent your own apartment if you work frequently."

"Is there not any other job than this?" I asked curiously, my fingers curling into each other. I was filled with anxiety at the moment.

"I'm sorry, Zoey, that's all I can offer for now. If any better job comes up in time, I promise to inform you so you can switch," Rowan replied with a gasp.

The way Rowan was talking, it looked like he just wanted me to do the stripping job. I hated being half-naked; it was never my thing. I hardly wear shorts cloths that do expose my body, even when I'm indoors.

Now I have to dance half-naked publicly to some useless men, just to satisfy their eyes, if not more. What will then happen if they become interested in my body and require more from me, like having s*x or something? What will I do?

"Zoey, are you still with me?" Rowan's voice sounded, snapping me out from my thoughts. I didn't even notice how long I had ghosted him.

"You don't have to think so much about it. If the job is too erotic for you, I can try to look for another one for you, but I don't guarantee how soon it will come," Rowan groaned, picking up a cigarette and lighting it up.

I had no choice but to accept Rowan's offer. If I don't, who will provide for myself and my sister? We can't just depend on Rowan forever; he's still struggling.

"So, when am I starting?" I asked with a sad look on my face, my feet curling to themselves while I dangled my pinky fingers with thousands thoughts clouding inside me.

"Yeah, about that, you have to wait until night comes. I will be on night duty at the club, so I will take you there. I will introduce you to someone; she's such a nice lady. Her name is Amelia, and she will show you how it's done. You don't have to be scared. That's the only job that pays well here in Atlanta. So just wait until night comes."

"Okay, Rowan. Thanks for the help. I have no choice but to accept. I will try my best to make sure I work hard on this."

"Yeah, I know you can do it. I have a lot of female friends who have earned a lot from it, I won't lie," Rowan gasped with a deep breath, then exhaled with a smoke.

I stood up from the chair and walked straight to my room. I was worried. Am I about to do what I have hated since childhood because of financial issues? I thought to myself as I kept walking. I opened the door and walked straight to the bed and lay down.

Laura noticed my change of mood and tried asking me what the problem was, but I decided to wave a hand at her; I needed to rest. My emotions and mood were entirely ruined. My heart felt heavy, my feet curled to each other, I kept breathing hard. I wondered if it was a heart attack or just me holding my breath. Before I knew it, my eyes became heavy. It was not long when I woke up from sleep, and now I am feeling sleepy. It looks like my heart was really tempered badly.

Some moments later, I woke up from my slumber. The sun was entirely at its peak. Laura was at the side of the bed, staring at me with folded arms.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked curiously, with a retorted voice.

"You were asleep for up to 10 hours now, Zoey. What's the problem? Are you being disturbed by something?" Laura asked, with a frown and a raised brow.

"No, I'm not. I just felt sleepy, and I needed rest, that's why I took that long nap," I replied with a smile, trying to hide my distress.

"You can't keep acting this way, Zoey. Why are you hiding things from me? Don't you trust me as your sister anymore? We are all in this together," Laura groaned, with her eyes welling up with tears. I couldn't just watch her being worried always, and at the same time, I couldn't tell her about the job Rowan offered, because it's a slap on my face.

"Listen, Laura, I'm not hiding anything from you. Please don't get yourself disturbed unnecessarily. I told you I'm okay, that's all you have to know. I can't lie to you."

"Then what could you say about the repeated words you have been mumbling while sleeping?"

"What!"

"I was talking when I was asleep?" I napped surprisingly.

"Yes, you were. I was watching and listening. You were mumbling something about disagreeing to work in a stripping club. Was that the job Rowan offered you?" Laura asked curiously, with a glare.

"I have made it clear to you not to be disturbed," I sighed before responding. "Yes, that's the job. It's just a temporary job. I will try and look for a better job with time."

I could see the disturbed look on Laura's face when I agreed to her questions. She lent out a warm smile and gasp. I was thinking she would keep asking questions, but instead, she stood quietly.

"We are all in this, Zoey. At least try talking to me, rather than holding the cross alone," Laura sighed as she spoke. "And by the way, Rowan was here earlier, asking if you were already dressed up."