Chapter 7

I have such good luck. This must be a fucking joke, at this moment is where someone shows up with a camera and tells me: "Your life is shit that can entertain others and for that reason we record you." It has to be a joke.

"They can come in." Cristián's voice is strong and very manly. Cristián, Oto's brother and the son of my dear boss who is on vacation. My luck sucks.

I walk inside the house with my head down because I don't want him to see me. God, the one that would arm me. We enter the great mansion and I have the luxury of seeing everything in detail. Without a doubt, what is left over here are the expensive objects that adorn the place. Several guys are sitting drinking and laughing, my eyes immediately catching Oto's relaxed posture. What could be better ?, I sigh and the girls quickly run to them waving. I, however, go to the music player to find the song to which I will dance. The sweet and exciting sound of Arctic Monkeys with the song Do I wanna know sounds. I win everyone's eyes and call the girls to move according to the sensual rhythm of the song.

I lower my hands running them over my body while giving a sensual sight as I slowly lower my butt. I stay in the squat form so I get like a puppy and then I get up and move invitingly into sin. I walk over to one of the guys I discover is Tyler, move in front of him and sit on his lap so I can whisper something to him.

"You cover anything for me," he murmured, he looks at me in surprise, apparently so far that he realizes it's me. He nods slowly and I get on with my work.

When I get to Cristián I swallow dry, I move gently, I lie down, letting my head fall to his shoulder and moving my body. The last one is Oto, I sit on his legs and do the same, but he grabs my waist and moves according to my movements.

"You make me too familiar," he murmurs in my ear, my heart beating so fast I'm afraid I hear him.

I shrug and walk out of the room when the song ends. I look for my phone and dial my boss.

"I need you to send someone to pick me up urgently," I say when my boss picks up the phone.

"Why?" He asks puzzled.

"The party is my fucking boss," I answer quickly.

A silence that seems eternal to me is installed on the other side of the line.

“What?” He asks again. With my free breast, I caress the back of my neck trying to calm myself and not send him to shit.

That vocabulary is not for ladies.

"You didn't wash your damn ears well, make me disappear from this place quickly," I answer through clenched teeth.

"They'll come by you in a while," I close my eyes trying to calm myself down.

“Running away from me?” I am greatly startled when Oto's voice is heard nearby.

"I wouldn't have," I answer with a hint of French in my voice to confuse him.

"Oh, you're French," she murmurs looking at me directly and I thank the sky for the darkness of the night.

"Yes," he whispered.

Hallelujah! Thanks to all the good burger gods I took a language course and learned French despite hating it. It's the first time learning it works for me and I feel fucking smart making fun of my fucking boss the enslaver.

"You dance very well" he approaches me and my heart clears my nerves "how much do I have to pay for a night with you?" My eyes widen at the surprise of his words.

Do you think we are prostitutes? I separate angry and unworthy. Who does this guy think? My face must be red with fury. Not because we all have the same luck as him to have money and others have to insult this job. My hands turn into fists and I'm grateful that one of my boss's guys came by.

"Being a stripper does not imply being a damn prostitute or losing your values, wait and fuck it up the ass," I shout in French and run to the inside of the car smiling happily.

I jump in the seat as if insulting my boss in such a way is the most wonderful thing on planet earth. The guy driving the car looks at me like I'm a lunatic, but I'm so happy I don't want to blurt out one of mine. How I would like to tell you what I said without a wig or in French. Oh, although that doesn't take away one bit of the joy I feel at having sent him to hell. A big laugh catches me and the guy in the front seat looks at me and frowns. I shrug and relax in the seat. From a distance I can slowly visualize the bar, it is full of people. The girls are working great.

The boy from before just watches me as we walk silently inside where my boss waits for me with his arms crossed and I see in his eyes that he is grumpy.

I'm the one who almost got caught and he's the one who gets mad.

"You could have stayed," he murmurs when my body is in front of his. "Do you know they won't pay the same?" I sigh, wanting to send him to take it, but I bite my lip.

"My night wasn't perfect either, so stop berating me," I growl annoyed as I cross my arms. "You don't have the slightest damn idea how screwed up everything was going to get if they had found out who I was." They fucking hate me! And I think they would make my life out of squares and now it would be child's play — their eyes tear me apart and the truth doesn't interest me.

"Go to work." His voice is very harsh.

—Sir I wanted to tell you something — my curious ear manages to catch that and I stop in my tracks.

“What is it?” I watch as he shoves his hands into his pockets.

"I think that girl urgently needs to see a psychiatrist." She came laughing like a maniac, I don't think she's in her five senses, I swear I was afraid of her — I walk slowly and place myself behind the boy's body.

"I also appear in front of your bed and I can kill you while you sleep, there are many ways to kill so easily," I whisper like a crazy psychopath. The boy swallows dry as I feel him shake — I hope and have some sweet dreams tonight — the boy can't hold it and runs off without looking back.

"Stop scaring my employees," my boss murmurs with a funny smile.

"It's fun." I wink at him and leave to see if I have to dance.

"How was it?" Nice greeting Julia, it makes me want to tell her more, however, I sigh.

"The party was the Russell sons." Her eyes widen and she looks at me in horror.

“Did they discover you?” She asks fearfully.

"Thank heaven, no," he murmured, "the funniest thing was that I could send Oto to fuck his ass." Her eyes widen as a loud laugh is heard throughout the place.

“Is it for real?” I nod and she raises her fists and bumps them into me.

"I'm the best" I hear my job name and I'm going to dance. As I move, I remember what I said to the little boss and I suppress a laugh. I think that never in my life will I get over that moment. When the music ends I'm going to serve myself drinks. I make life happy until my turn and Julia's are over. When we get home Luciana leaves and we go straight to rest, too many surprises for a single day.

The next day I find Tyler waiting for me at my place. Tyler is my best friend and he knows that I work at the bar, only Julia decided that her crush should not know that she does too and well, I respected her decision.

"You can at least warn me, I almost died of a heart attack yesterday," he tells me as soon as I get to my place.

"Hello to you too," I mumble sarcastically and he rolls his eyes.

"Do you explain?" He asks, looking at me.

"I didn't know it was his genius house, the payment was good and I went, I just didn't count on it being the damned lord's mansion," I mutter, dropping my butt on the swivel chair.

"Damn Mr.?" He asks amused.

"Can you bring me coffee and a very strong one?" I make dreamy eyes and he denies, laughing.

"With milk?" I nod as I get ready to check the time. Wow, at least I was earlier today than yesterday. Tyler brings my coffee and I appreciate his gesture.

The elevator opens and a stunning Oto along with her friends enter as if they were the protagonists of the most famous movie of all time. She walks like a diva while he just keeps that stiff face.

I think someone couldn't fuck up the ass yesterday.

I suppress a laugh because then he'll think I'm making fun of them ... Although I only make fun of him and good friends a little, for his outfit so ... I don't know, I think colorful.

"Good morning, Mr. Russell," he walks without returning my greeting, you damn rude!

—Aim — quickly take the notebook and the pen — the photo section, tell Matt that I didn't like the plans he sent me and that Cristián is very disappointed in him ...

The boss can not do that.

"Anything else?" I ask as I keep pointing, his are just orders, orders, and more damn orders.

"That's all, you can go," I purse my lips so as not to tell him to go for a walk through hell and to say hello to satan.

I leave there and I get to work, for about two hours I am somewhat tired.

"There was a mouse, ton, ton, ton." What did Martín find, tín, tín, tín, under ...

"Under a bridge and without a job, he's going to be left if he doesn't do his job." I was startled when I heard the voice of my boss.

"I'm resting sir" and planning his death with my entertaining song.

—But this girl is answering — but at least I have real bubbles and not filled with silicone. I'd love to tell you that, but my job would be in great jeopardy. I choose to give her a more fake smile than Kim Kardashian's, this girl is fake and hypocritical.

"Do your job, this is an office, not a children's circus," says Oto walking away.

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