Tonight is a big night. Tom was given an offer which will greatly help the club and promote it. A big poker game is happening this evening at the city's largest casino, and Tom was asked to send a couple of his dancers to be there for the after party. One of the girls he chose is me which makes me very excited. Adrian doesn't know about it because we didn't talk for almost a week.

He only messaged me to say that I did a great thing spilling water on Julian, but I decided not to answer. I regret that decision because not being in touch with him and thinking of him meeting someone else, causes a stinging sensation in my heart. It would be a lie to say that I don't feel tempted to send something, but I would only disrespect myself by doing it. He kicked me out.

I went shopping for a new outfit that I will wear for my special gig. Already knowing that most girls will opt for red or black, being the sexiest colours, I opted for white in order to stand out. The outfit consisted of a silky corset, similar to the one I already have, lingerie and knee high boots covered in soft material instead of leather. Everything I bought is white and the pieces are quite unusual, but pretty. I went to a makeup artist and the hairdresser made my hair into big waves.

I didn't look like a whore. I looked like an expensive whore.

Pleased with my own reflection in the mirror and feeling a sudden boost of confidence, I took a sexy video and sent it to Adrian. Underneath I wrote:

'I'm dancing on a poker table tonight. Might take it a little further ;) '

Whether the text will make him jealous or it only makes me stupid, I don't care. All I know is that I want to feel the hands of those men on me while I dance and be a major slut. And yes, it's all out of spite, and actions out of spite are a bad idea. But that's exactly what I want.

Ellen is also dancing tonight so she came over before we had to leave. She was complaining about Julian's behaviour the other night and because he wanted me to dance for him. I decided to tell her the truth and everything that Adrian told me. I added that I didn't want to tell her that night because I had just found out and she was too happy about him. Fortunately, she took it well and nothing came as a surprise.

"Honestly I thought you'd react much worse. You seemed really into him." I admitted and she shook her head.

"I did like him a lot but I could tell he is the type to change women. I am a decade older than you so I have a little more skills in reading people." She explained and I agreed.

"True. Maybe tonight you catch the eye of some handsome poker player." I teased and she giggled.

"Yeah sure so he can gamble me and Sam away." We both laughed at her joke knowing it held some truth. I don't have anything against people who play poker but many of them are gamblers. And gambling ruined many lives.

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Expensive bottles of champagne, fancy décor, red lighting and rich men are all around me. The after party hall is separate from the casino, but it is in the same building. Once the players finished their game, the after party began.

I am putting extra effort in my dancing tonight so I keep using special moves that require a lot of energy. Usually I avoid them during typical nights at the club. I can notice that I drew quite a lot of attention and it flatters me.

A handsome guy who has been eyeing me all night, approached and motioned with his hand for me to come closer so he could tell me something. I nodded and finished off the song, then moved away from the pole in order to hear him.

Squatting so he could reach my ear, I knew he was about to offer something.

"I will pay your employer double and give you a lot of tips if you dance for me at my table tonight." He pointed where his table was, and I could notice that he is alone despite sitting with some guys before.

"Fine." I smiled at him seductively and agreed easily. "Let me just find another girl to take over the stage." And with that I went looking for one of the other dancers that Tom appointed for tonight, in order for us to be able to shift and take breaks.

One of the girls nicknamed Lucy replaced me so I joined the unknown man at his table. It felt dirty giving him a lap dance, but I must admit that he showed me utmost respect and didn't try to touch me where he shouldn't. He held my waist a bit every now and then, but mostly he just admired my body. However I wanted him to touch me. Everywhere.

He offered me some champagne and I gladly accepted, deciding to answer 'yes' to everything tonight. I stopped dancing for a bit and sat next to him. Taking a sip of my drink, I savoured its sweet taste while the man's eyes were all over my body.

"So how old are you?" He asked and I replied immediately.

"19."

"Wow!" He was stunned. Makeup makes me look older especially if I wear a lot like tonight. "Are you also...you know what?" He hesitated to ask.

What he meant to say is prostitute but I didn't get offended because many girls around me are exactly that. I shook my head.

"No, to the contrary, I'm still a virgin." I knew he'd think that I'm joking and he did. It took me some time to convince him but I don't really care whether he believes me or not.

"Maybe you could meet me for a drink tomorrow and we'll see what to do to change that." He smirked and leaned closer. I'm not sure whether he just asked me out on a date or to hook up, but before being able to even think about it, the devil walked in.

Adrian.

Despite wanting to growl loudly like an animal, I managed to keep it inside and ignore him completely. Turning back towards the man who offered to take care of my virginity, I realised immediately that that would not happen. He can have me dance for him tonight and touch me here and there, but more than that is off the table. Especially tomorrow. I only need this night to be on the loose.

I couldn't tell Adrian's whereabouts because I turned away, but he quickly showed himself. The man's attention was completely taken from me and given to him. Getting up from his seat next to me, the two men shook hands.

"Hey Scott, it's been a while!" Oh shit, they know each other. They were both pleased to see one another and I felt like to run.

"Well you are the one who doesn't play anymore." Realising that he was referring to poker, it was obvious to me that they knew each other through these games.

Adrian only gave him a smile and then spoke to me. "Hello Lana."

Scott opened his eyes a little wider and showed curiosity on his face when he heard that Adrian knows me.

"Oh you two know each other?" He immediately asked.

"Yes, that's my girl." Adrian started off, but before I could protest he stopped me. "We got in an argument and now she's being a disobedient little brat. I came to take her home." He speaks about me as though I'm his pet. Oh wait...he did call me that a few times...

"I'm sorry man, if I knew she was yours I wouldn't ask her to dance for me." Showing regret on his face, Scott apologised but Adrian only shrugged it off.

"It's fine. See you around, hope the game went well." He replied and finally turned to me.

Looking him the eyes, I shook my head signalling that I refuse to go with him. But Adrian isn't a man who takes no for an answer. In five short seconds he grabbed me from my knees and threw me over his shoulder. We were headed out of the club and I felt myself turn red, both because of the blood suddenly flowing to my head and because of the embarrassment. All eyes were on us and he was carrying me like a bad child.

He put me down once we reached his car in the parking lot.

"You fucking embarrassed me!" I shouted straight away.

"Watch your language young lady." He held a serious expression but he sort of mocked me as though he is amused. "You're cute when you are angry." His face softened.

"You kicked me out, what do you want now?" I demanded, crossing my arms in front of my chest and looking up at him.

Looking down, due to being taller, he came dangerously close. "I thought you were a sweet type who feels guilty and corrects her mistake when I show disappointment." He paused. "But no... You are a little brat who gets an attitude and needs to be put in her place to correct the mistake."

He half whispered the last part, standing only a few centimetres away. I felt shivers somewhat due to the late summer breeze, but mostly due to his body's proximity to mine. Yet somehow he failed to flip my submissive switch back on.

"It's time that I lay my claim on you." He spoke again.

He pushed me against his car and put me to sit on it. Eyeing my outfit, he reached with his hand between my thighs and began stroking the area. I intended to stand my ground but my body betrayed me, surrendering to his touch. Still, I reminded myself that I wanted his respect more than his dick so I managed to pull away.

Stopping him, I said, "Look Adrian... I am a little sensitive and hungry for care and attention." I opened myself with full honesty. "When you asked me to be yours and promised to show affection in return, I took it literally and let my desires take over me. But in reality you never did anything to deserve me being yours and show me why I should give myself to you." Finishing off, I hopped off the car while he only stared blankly. Clearly he didn't expect me to show confidence like this.

He didn't say anything, so I added one last thing. "And now if you'll excuse me, I have a shift to finish."

Turning around and walking away, I had a huge grin on my face. Leaving Adrian in disbelief like that gave me more pleasure than if I were to let him lay his claim on me. And whether I am a brat or not, I certainly earned some major self-respect points with this move.