chapter 4

Penny let herself in. She was here to help her change for the next routine. Rowan had about 20 minutes to get it together and reapply her face. she swallowed hard to dislodge the sob caught there and wiped her face. Penny was giving  words of encouragement and praise but none of it really got through, she was too busy trying to pull herself back together.

 finished  with her face, she put on the crystal bra and thong set, they were made to look like she had nothing on but crystals. ahe pulled on the black stocking with a crystal line down the backs of them trying not to rip them and placed her feet in the black 6 inch black stilettos. The last thing she had to put on was long black crystal encrusted gloves. her hair would stay loose so she didn’t need to do anything to it. she was dressed but I didn’t know if she could go through with the next dance. The only thing that was keeping her from bolting for the door or crumbling to the floor was the fact that she needed this job;  needed the money, if she was ever going to leave this city of heartache and go travelling. This was the fastest way to earn enough to go sooner rather than later. And she needed to be out of here if she was going to have a life.

Maybe they guy wouldn’t be out there, he certainly look horrified and ready to bolt for the door. as she started towards the stage with Penny in tow babbling words of encouragement and praise, she would make sure that no one looked at her like that again. As she got closer to the stage her resolve was setting, she was not going to let anyone destroy her again. she didn’t care what they thought as long as they liked what they saw and where willing to pay for it. her heart was hardening again, she could physically feel it solidifying beneath her rib cage. By the time she got to the stage Rick was introducing her again “Rowan the devils delight”.

Masking all her feelings. she danced like her life depended on it.  made eye contact with everyone except HIM, she knew he was still here but  didn’t dare look at him,  didn’t want to chance looking into those eyes again. Every man in here wanted her I could feel it “good” this is what she needed, this is what was going to get her out of here, they will desire her and she will take their money and leave them hanging... wanting more.

                      Adrian watched her while Like a virgin blasted out. This was not the same girl, something had changed. This Rowan was hard and confident, she moved across the stage like she owned it making eye contact with everyone but him. There was no fear or anxiety coming from her. What had happened in the 20 minutes she was gone. She was beautiful, graceful, powerful, intoxicating, erotic and very feminine, every heartbeat in the club was zinging with desire for her, the pressure of their desire was crushing in on him, he felt like his skin was being peeled away from his body and he wanted to tear everyone to shreds and bath in their blood. A growling hiss escaped from his chest, he spun and fled the club before he could follow through with what he wanted to do. He needed to be out of there. What was she doing to him?

Although Rowan never looked directly at him she caught glimpses of him now and then, he looked sickened one minute, angry the next. As aware of him as she was she saw him get up and leave – faster than was possible to move – but because she wasn’t looking right at him it must have been an illusion, the lights playing tricks with her eyes.