Chapter 3

I can't believe my luck gets that much, damn the second that asshole crossed my path. I can't believe that after everything I've been through I was discovered. Stupid! Why did he have to come just today to disturb my beautiful being?

He watches me silently and with a smile worthy of a horror movie. I know he will fire me because I say, who in his right mind will let a stripper work during the day in your company and dance at night? The answer is simple: nobody.

“Are you going to ignore me?” He asks as I keep delivering drinks and completely ignore him.

"Angel from hell," I roll my eyes because, ultimately, today is not my day.

“What are you asking?” I ask while I wait for her to design to speak and not look at my breasts like a sexual depraved. Although I begin to think that it is.

"Give me a whiskey," he answers. I turn to look for his drink knowing that he is looking at my ass.

"Looking desperate has never made you look sexy," I reply as I pass him his alcohol.

"Always with something to say pretty," Arthur smiles as he brings the alcohol to his lips.

—Next — I roll it so I can serve more people, people are piling up at the bar crazy to come and drink.

"I have a very sexy secretary," Oto murmurs with a mischievous smile on her lips.

Oto, ortho, the idiot has me fed up.

"Too bad the boss is an idiot," and his smile fades.

"How bitter are you," he murmurs, taking a gulp of his drink.

I look at him carefully and then his glass. A somewhat wild idea comes to mind, but if it works, I can keep my job.

"My turn's over," and I leave him with the word in his mouth.

*****

“You're crazy!” My other boss yells as he spins around.

"Please Javier" I put my hands forward in supplication mode.

"Do you realize what you're talking about?" He asks, facing me.

"I know, but it's the only thing I can think of." That job gives me a good salary that you know I need because I have an eight-year-old boy with needs for school, hospital, technological things, among other things — I let him know something defeated.

"But drug a client?" He asks, denying, "are you listening?"

"I'm sorry, forget everything, I'd better go" I walk to the door.

"Wait" a triumphant smile peeks across my lips.

“May I?” I ask fearful of his answer, though I really need it.

"Everything is your responsibility," he warns me and I put on my best angel face.

"Thank you very much," I answer happily.

"Then go and do what you have to do," he suggests and I listen to him.

“What did he tell you?” Julia's voice startles me badly.

"I wasn't prepared to almost die of cardiac arrest." She rolls her eyes as a sign to stop the sarcasm and speak.

-Then...

"He said yes, but it's all my responsibility," he agrees. happy.

"We better move forward" we walk and she filters through the crowd while I talk to the "dangerous guys."

"I just need you to get it," I whisper over the music.

—It's very precious, wait a few seconds — I wait patiently, although very nervous — use it well, it's strong and very effective for whatever you need — I nod gratefully when they pass me the powder.

—Here's the payment — and I go to the bar. Music blasting while several girls dance and the room lit up in different colors. A good atmosphere without a doubt.

"My favorite stripper has arrived." The idiot's voice makes me sigh tired.

“A drink?” I ask sharply.

"Yes, well prepared, with lemon and everything," I roll my eyes and prepare to prepare and distract him so I can drug him.

"Which girl do you think dances better?" I ask, pointing to the stage.

"Without a doubt the redhead," he says with a smile without taking his eyes off the pretty girl who dances sensually. I take advantage of his libido and add the substance to the drink and then the lemon to finish, I move it and little and that's it.

"Here you go" I pass his glass and he drinks all the contents without even blinking.

"Hell, he's strong," he says with a disgusted face.

I leave the bar and signal Julia that the plan is going well. I walk up to the stage to move my body Nicky Minaj style with his famous Anaconda. Everyone hisses at me and yells obscene words all over my body, but I just ignore them as I move my butt in many ways. The song is certainly catchy. I lie on the floor were dancing I pretend to have sex with someone invisible. Sometimes I hate dancing this way because without a doubt dancing is my passion, but I hate having to do it where idiots think they are more than just one because they have money and can buy everything. I walk off stage and go to the pickiest girl around here.

"Larissa, I have a proposal for you," I let her know as she shamelessly flirts with a client.

"What would that be?" She asks, very interested.

"See that boy over there?" I ask, pointing to where Oto is.

"Very handsome," he says, but in his eyes, it seems that he knows something that is beyond my understanding.

"And a millionaire." His eyes catch all his attention on me.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes," I answer, "I need you to do me a favor," I let him know.

"What is it?"

-He is drugged. I need you to go with him to the hotel I'm going to give you, you sleep. If you want to violate him in passing, lie, don't do that, but if he asks about me, pretend you've never met me. I don't work here, you don't know who I am, much less because he knows me, ok? ”She nods, half confused.

"Why are you hiding from him?" He asks without understanding.

"Because he's my boss at my other job and if he knows I work here he fires me, should I count on you?"

"Just to be alone with that hottie, I'll do whatever," I nod, rolling my eyes.

"Come on," I walk to Julia.

"She's almost unconscious," Julia lets me know when I approach her.

"We're going to the hotel now," she nods and between the two of us, we take him out of the bar.

"How heavy," Julia complains and I nod in agreement.

"It's true." We put him in the back of his car and sighed.

"Good day to meet and almost be fired by my boss's son," I murmur getting on the pilot and Julia as co-pilot.

"Quick, we don't know what's bringing that substance," I put the car in gear and we went all the way to our destination. A cheap hotel, where there are no cameras or people who can recognize us.

"Good evening, how can we help you?" Says a girl with an air of boredom.

"It's supposed to be a hotel, one room," I say rolling my eyes and making her sit upright in her place.

"We have room 304 unoccupied," the girl murmurs.

—Give me the key — you pass it without objection and I pay for one night.

We walk to the car and hold Oto so he doesn't fall to the ground. We carry it under the curious gaze of the girl. We throw it on the bed and sigh.

To: Larissa

Subject: The handsome boy.

"I already gave you the address of the place, the room is 304 I will leave the key under the rug at the door.

I give it to send and I wave to Julia to leave that place. Before we go I go to the girl.

"Not a word that he saw us, ok?" She nods a bit scared.

I need to sleep.

***

"Julia, quick, Alex, Peter move your asses, we're late," I yell, preparing everyone's breakfast and the boys' lunches.

—Quick kids, eat — we all ate breakfast like lightning and headed out. We all get into Julia's car since mine is still at the mechanic thanks to Oto.

We drop him off at school and Julia drives to the company. When I go up to my position I sigh when I see that my new boss has not arrived.

About hours go by when I see Oto's figure peek through the elevator doors.

"Good morning" kind greeting.

Oto has horrible and very visible dark circles and the hangover is noticeable from miles away.

"What's good about it?" He replies, walking to the office. I follow him as I always did with Mr. Russell.

“Do you need coffee, sir?” I ask with all my patience.

"I need you to tell me the truth because I am extremely confused and angry." And trust me, that's not a good combination — I just stay silent.

"What truth?" I ask calmly.

"She's a stripper," he answers and I start to laugh like a crazy maniac. Yes. I don't have a very feminine laugh.

My laugh is more like a retarded seal. When I was dating my first boyfriend (who broke up with me that same day), he took me out to a restaurant, he made an excellent joke and I started laughing so hard that I was the sensation of the moment that day. Yes. We suffered a great shame, very great because of me and well, as expected, it ended that same day. Cute, right?

Russell, do you have any loose wires or what? ”I asked, still laughing.

"I know it was you who was in that bar," he whispers, staring at me.

Our eyes met and the strong beating of my heart is the only thing I am able to hear and without being aware that our lips were calling and ...

OK no. I must stop reading and watching movies, it is affecting my brain.

"If you go to bars and see women like me, don't confuse me, sir." He respects me, I don't dance or anything like that. With permission — and I leave the office slamming the door.

What a liar you are Ariadna, you will go to hell for that.