Changing, I looked at myself in the mirror. He did choose a rather stunning outfit for my body. It covered me, but allowed my assets to still be viewed.  My breasts were clearly visible under the lace, and the satin thong covered my kitty, while leaving my ass exposed. Since the top of the dress exposed my shoulders, I decided to wear my hair pulled up, allowing soft curls to cascade down the back. Once I finished applying my make-up, I stood there looking at myself. Part of me couldn’t believe this was me. I watch in the mirror as Angel came up behind me. She wrapped her arms around me, nuzzling into my neck. Kissing me softly.

“Do you know how beautiful you are? I hate that I have to watch you walk into that room tonight, instead of taking you home right now.”

I smiled at our reflection in the mirror. “You have to know that is exactly what I want.” Bring my arms over hers, pulling her tighter into me.

“Yeah, Violet” I heard some say from the door way.

“Yes?”

“Victor wants to see you in his office before you go into the VIP room.”

“Okay, I’ll be right here.”

Angel let go of me, and I turned to face her. Placing my hands on either side of her face, I brought her down to me, and kissed her. “Why do you look so sad love?” I asked her. Quickly, she smiled and tried to play it off.

“I’m not sad, just jealous you go that fine ass outfit. Now get in there before Victor comes in here.”

“Ok, ok. I get it.” Taking one last look at myself I waked out of the dressing room and to Victor’s office, but before I went in there, I made a stop to see Tone.

“Hey Tone.” I called out from the side of the booth.

“Hey baby, does Angel know you’re here?” He said looking around.

“No, I left her in the dressing room. I’m on my way to see Victor, but I wanted to stop by and say hi.”

Tone walked up to me, taking my hands in his, he raised them up, looking at me. “God, Violet… you’re stunning. I mean I’ve always know that, but there is such an elegance about you right now.”

Blushing I looked down. “Oh, Tone, knock it off. It’s still me. Just a stupid outfit he wants me to wear, I’m still the same girl.”

Bring my left hand to his lips he kissed it softy. “My Violet, you know that I love you. I take Angel’s abuse, because I can’t stand to be away from you. Still I know you’re cut out for something much better than this life style. Love, it’s not the dress that is elegant, it’s you. I wish you could see that you are better than this life. I knew it the moment I saw you walk through those doors that first day.”

I just stood there looking at Tone, wrapping my arms around him. I couldn’t help but want to be held by him right then. I loved Angel, but I loved Tone too. The love I had for the both of them was different. I didn’t know how I could love two people at once, but I did. How could I not care for someone who thought so much of me?

“Tone, I will always hold a piece of you in my heart, but I don’t think is a good thing to challenge Angel. You know how she gets.”

“I know Violet. I just couldn’t help myself. I’ve fallen in love with you. I have a feeling I’m not the only one.” I turned my head and saw what he was looking at. Damon had just walked through the doors and stopped, looking straight at us. I should see the hardness in his face, and I knew I better get my ass in that room quick.

“Shit, Tone what time is it?”

“Five minutes to eight. Why?”

I felt panic strike. “Tone, can you tell Victor that I’ll come by after closing. I have to be in the VIP room by 8pm. Please Tone, tell him.”  With that, I let go of Tone’s hand and walked down and out of the booth and towards the VIP doors. I felt myself shiver a little, as I stood in front of the doors. How I hated these doors, and what they stood for; they were the entrance to my prison.  

I stood there, just staring at the door. Not wanting to go in, and trying to find my strength.

“Violet you better get in there quick. It’s almost eight, and Mr. Hannon didn’t look like he was too happy when he got here.” Tank said.

“I know. I saw him from the DJ booth.” Bring my shoulders back, I took a deep breath. “Ok, Tank, I’m ready.”

With that Tank opened the door for me, once I had entered the room. I could hear the door close, and I almost forgot to breathe. I began to walk further into the room, towards the booth we shared last night. I expected him to be sitting there waiting for me, but he wasn’t there. The room was dim, so I scanned each booth, looking for him.

Suddenly I felt someone behind me. I turned quickly to see Damon standing there, towering over me.

“Don’t you think you’re cutting it a little close?”

“You said by eight. I’m here on time.” I said taking a step back.

He started walking towards me. With every step he took forward, I took one backwards until I was trapped by a booth behind me.

“Why are you so scared of me? I can see it in your eyes. There is no reason to be frightened.”

With that he reached for me, pulling me towards him. His large hands on the small of my back, pressing me into him, forcing me to look up, or be smothered into his chest. I looked into his chocolate brown eyes, and I could read the desire there.  I didn’t want him to desire me. I wanted him to leave me alone, but I knew it was coming before he did it. He brought his mouth to mine, forcing me to kiss him. I refused to kiss him back. I tried with everything I had to not react to his touch.

Finally he let go of me, stepping back to look at me. I could see his eyes darken as they moved over my body.

“Dammit Violet, I knew you would look stunning in that outfit, but you can take a man’s breath away.”

I just stood there looking at him. I didn’t want to show my fear or shyness. I wanted to be strong. I wanted him to know, his words did not affect me in the slightest.

“Thanks.” Was all I said.

With that, Damon grabbed my arm and pulled me to the rear booth. Just like last night.

“Stand right there.” He commanded.

He left me standing in front of him, as he sat down. I saw him scanning my body. I had been looked at by so many men, but the way Damon’s eyes rested on my body made me feel fully exposed.

“Turn around. I want to see how my outfit looks on you. I knew you’d look beautiful in it. I love that I can see your pert n i p p l e s through the lace and along with your tight heart shaped a s s.”

I turned and waited for his next order. I didn’t have to wait long.

“Violet, come here.” Walking over to him, he reached about and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me onto his lap. Folding me arms across my chest, I sat there stiff, looking at him.

He was the first to speak. “You know I saw you last night with you pathetic excuse for a girlfriend. I wondered when you kissed her, if you were trying to make me jealous. I know you saw me watching you. You looked so cute, all pissed off when you walked out that door towards your car. I know I got to you little Violet. I can see it now.”

“As if. Why in the hell would I be trying to make you jealous? Listen Damon, you paid for my body to be here, but you will not control my heart or mind. You honestly are wasting your time if you think you’re anything else but a means to line my bank account. By the way, thanks for the outfit. It will come in handy once you leave.”

I heard him growl, as his eyes once again darkened. Fear ran through me, I wondered did I just push him too far.

“Violet, I told you last night not to use that tone or language with me. Still you are right about one thing, I did pay for your body, and since I paid you’re mine for the moment. So you’ll have to excuse me, but you’ll do as you’re told.  Do I make myself clear?”

“Fine, yes. Loud and clear.” I spat at him.

Suddenly, I felt his hand on my chin. He brought my lips to his, forcing his tongue into my mouth, as he pulled me loser to him. With everything I had, I tried to be a cold fish, but feeling his body pressed against mine, and the taste of spice filling my mouth, from his exploring tongue, I could feel my body giving into him. I gasped, when I heard him moan, bringing me back to my senses.

“Damon, stop!”

He growled, “Why should I? I know all too well you were enjoying this.”

“Please.” I could hear the plea in my voice.

“Give me one good reason to stop.”

“Because, because…. It’s the rules. You are not to touch me. Only I can touch you.”

“Not good enough Violet. I’ve already told you, I do as I please. I’ll give you one more chance. Give me one good reason to stop.”

“Fine, because I hate you.” I blurted out.

Damon just looked at me, and suddenly started laughing. His whole body shook with is laughter. “Violet my darling. There is a thin line between love and hate. Believe me, by the end of the week, you’ll be loving my touch, my taste, and you will not be able to walk away from me, even if you’re life depended on it.”

I looked at him, swallowing hard. Those were the scariest words I had ever heard.