THE MAFIA AND THE VIRGIN STRIPPER
Princess Tricia · Ongoing · 100.3k Words
Introduction
"Just let me go" she whimpered moving backward.
"Stay put or I won't be gentle" he threatened.
"Leave me alone, I don't want to do this. I'm a virgin, I haven't done this before" she raised her voice a little.
Immediately after she said that he moved away from her and just stood staring in disbelief
"W... What did you say?" he stuttered.
"I... I'm a virgin" she said again.
Brianna Lawrence is an orphan of twenty years old who struggled so hard to graduate from college.
She got employed in a small company after searching for a job tirelessly but her income seemed too low.
She became a stripper that dupes men and steals their money after drugging them.
During the day, she's just a sales manager but at night, she's a stripper.
Ryan Santiago is one of the wealthiest people in America. Apart from being a rich CEO and big-time flirt, he's also one of America's most ruthless mafia bosses.
He doesn't think twice before taking a person's life and he's so good at what he does. During the daytime, he's the wealthy CEO loved and envied by everyone.
At night, he's someone else entirely. A deadly mafia is feared by all, whether young or old.
He came across Brianna at a club and instantly felt like spending a night with her.
The tattoos on his body and his big scary bodyguards told Brianna that he was different from the other guys she had been with.
In a state of dilemma, she thinks about how to get out of the mess she had gotten herself into...
Chapter 1
💠Chapter 1💠
Brianna's POV
I rolled from the end of my bed to the other end before fluttering my eyes open. Is it morning already? Oh my goodness!
I have to go job hunting again as usual, I'm beginning to wonder if I will ever get a job. After struggling so hard to graduate from college, I still can't get a job.
I heaved a sigh and got down from my bed. Wearing my flipflop, I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a quick bath.
Within few minutes, I was done bathing and wearing my clothes. I picked up my CV and certificate and kept them in my handbag before leaving the house to search for a job as usual.
On the way to take a taxi, my one and only best friend, Helen Albert called.
"Hey babe!" I said happily after answering the phone call
"How are you doing girlfriend?" she asked
"I'm doing great! And you? You sound so happy, what's the secret?" I asked curiously
"Something good happened! I finally got a job with a good pay. Although, it's not something you would want to do but.... You are going job hunting right?" she asked
"Yes, I'm on my way to get a taxi" I sad unsurely
"Okay then! Call me when you get back home. I will tell you about the job when you return"
"Uhh! Okay. See you then!" I said and hanged up
Helen and I graduated college as best friends. She's from an average family but she isn't an orphan like me.
We have both been looking for a job since we graduated but we weren't able to get one. Helen has gotten a job now, it makes me feel like I'm cursed or something.
I shook my head vigorously to get the awful thought of my mind and just focus on searching for a job.
I will be going to ML company to try my luck and see if I will get employed. Although, the company is small and was just newly built so they don't pay much, but at least I will be able to get something.
I walked into the company and went straight to the receptionist. There were tons of people who also came for a job, it looks like America keeps getting worse everyday!
"Good day ma'am" I greeted the receptionist in my small tiny voice
"Good day! How can I help you?" she asked looking up
"I'm here for a job" I said gaining a little bit of confidence
"You will have to sit for a while, the team in charge of that will be arriving soon" she said gesturing to where others sat
I also sat there waiting patiently for the team and soon, they finally arrived. At last! I'm a bit nervous though and I guess it's normal.
I know I'll be given a job here. Firstly, because I have good grades and secondly, because it's a new company.
"You can go in one after the other according to the number on your tags" a lady said to us as we were being given tags
They kept going in one after the other. Some people were employed while others were not. It went that way until it was finally my turn.
"Good day sir" I greeted nervously after closing the door behind me
"Have your seat ma'am" the interviewer said politely
"So, what's your name and how old are you?" he asked with his pen in his hands
"I'm Brianna Lawrence and I'm twenty years old" I answered slowly
"Okay? What's your qualification?" he asked after jotting down some things
"I'm a graduate of the University of California with a degree in business administration" I said politely
"Wow! That's great! Please let me have a look at your details" he said
I placed my CV and others on the table while waiting patiently for him to make a decision.
"After checking your documents, I'm glad to announce to you that you've been employed. Come for a real interview tomorrow and then, you will resume next week" he said with a smile
"Thank you sir" I bowed in respect and left his office
This is good news! Finally, I've been employed! I can't wait to share this with Helen.
I quickly took out my phone and dialed Helen's number which she answered on the second ring.
"I finally got a job!" I screamed into the phone
Passersby stared at me weirdly but I don't care. I've always been a crazy girl even though I have a small stature and tiny voice.
"You got a job? This is good news and it calls for celebration." Helen said happily
"Tina's Bar!" we both screamed at the same time like the crazy people we were
"Alright then! I'll meet you there right away" I said and ended the call
I don't think the pay will be so great but at least, I got a job and that's what matters. I won't have to sit at home all day like a loner.
Within few minutes, I arrived at the restaurant where I met Helen seated already.
"Girlfriend!!" I exclaimed and hugged her excitedly
"How is my baby doing?" she asked as we pulled out of the hug
"I'm doing good as you can see" I said with a wink
Ohh, did I forget to mention this? I can wink twenty times within a minute, I love it so much!
"What should we order for? Alcohol?" Helen suggested
"You know that's my favorite" I said taking a sit
"I wonder how you manage to control yourself after taking a large amount of alcohol. Won't you teach me how?" she asked with a pout
"I should teach you how? You know that's not possible! I naturally have a strong resistance to alcohol so I can't get drunk easily" I shrugged
"Whatever! Let's drink since I know you will be here to look after me" she said and placed an order
"So tell me about your work, is the pay huge?" I asked anxiously
"Of course it is and I don't have to work everyday. Someone introduced me to the job and the pay monthly is $10000 apart from the one you'll get from your clients" she said and my mouth was left agape
"W....what did you say? 10 what?" I asked hoping I heard wrong
"$10000!" she said very loudly this time
"What's the name of the company please? I'm ready to quit this job I just got and focus on that one. Do you have the Manager's contact?" I rushed
"Just chill okay? It's not something you can do" Helen said making me confused
"You can do it but I can't? You know I'm stronger than you are" I said rolling my eyes
"It's not about being strong. Okay, you'll have to work as a stripper in a club. Can you do it?" she asked
"A..... stripper?" I stuttered
"Yes, but not just any stripper. The $10000 you get from working in the club is for your job as a stripper but you can also decide to be a high class prostitute.
What I mean is, you don't sleep with random men. You only give your body to high class men, like CEO's and other related people. You can go on vacations with them and at the end, you'll get your money" she explained
"Ohh.... Forget about it, let's just drink!" I said raising my glass of wine
We clinked glasses and soon began to drink. I can't possibly do that kind of job because I'm still a virgin.
But she said it's not compulsory to be a "high-class prostitute" right? This means I can work as a stripper. Strippers don't get laid so I'll still have my virginity intact but.....!
Brianna, think straight for once! I will only focus on the new job I got for now.
I smiled warmly at Helen and continued drinking heavily.
TBC..........
©️ Tricia
Last Chapters
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