This is my attempt at a full story, make fun of it if you want.

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I hate my job. I work in a bar of a strip club called Angels, downtown. There was always trouble of some kind, the other day when I was finishing up for the night and the last dance was on, one of the regular patrons thought it would be a good idea to get up on stage and help the poor girl strip. He was kicked out, but not banned. They never ban anyone here, I think it's because they want the money.

I've had my fair share of trouble too, but I'd expected that when I started working here. The bar staff were all female and we had to dress to impress. Which was an actual requirement when I started this job, and there is an incentive behind it. Whoever gets the most drinks sold in a night gets a bonus, which we all want and need.

Money had always been tight for my family, up until I was 18 it was just me, my brother Jasper and my mum. When I was 18, Jasper was 14, my mum died in a car crash. We were devastated, and left on our own.

As bad as it was, we managed. I was working two jobs before I started at Angels, which paid enough that I only had to work one job now. It paid enough that I've stayed here for 3 years now, and I still couldn't hate it more.

"Hey Red, can I have one last pint?" Jake, one of my favourite customers shot me a cute smile from the other side of the bar. He'd came in last year for a bachelor party and has been coming ever since. Red wasn't my real name, my real name is Bella but the bar staff could choose what they wanted to be called. I chose Red, a nick name I had been called a few times over the years because of the underlaying tone in my brunette hair.

"Sure can, the usual?" I said leaning over the bar. Jake was hot, too hot to be coming to a strip club. He had short black hair and towered over me. His body was lean but built and you could see the outline of muscles under the t-shirts he always wears.

"You know me." He shot me a wink and I nearly dropped the pint glass I was holding. When I passed him his pint his fingers brushed mine.

"Do you want to meet me after work again?" He said leaning a little closer over the bar. "I can walk you home again?"

"Jake, I'm not sure that's a good idea, my brother might get the wrong idea. He already hates me working here," I said looking at him, with a small sad smile.

"Come find me of you do Red, you know I don't like you walking home at night," he said with that smile of his. I felt my heart beat a little faster, I knew he liked me but I don't have time for relationships.

I gave Jake a smile and nodded and moved to serve the next person, when the last orders bell went off I was relieved. I just wanted to get out of here.

The walk home from work was the usual, I'd gotten used to the creepy streets at two in the morning. There would occasionally be the odd homeless person or drunk you'd come across but that was about it. I can handle any of them anyway, the girls on stage all train in self-defence and taught me a few lessons.

I loved hanging out with the girls on stage, they were all great. I mean, don't get me wrong, some of them had their bitchy moments, but we all stuck together. I was especially close with Jade, (not her real name) me and her hung out a lot, she taught me to dance on a pole, and we do it to work out together and her to train.

I had just turned the corner to my street and could see 3 cars outside my house, a Bentley and two Rolls Royce. There is no way anything good is going on. I started to walk a bit faster to get there.

When I got a bit closer I heard a loud crash come from inside and a shout, I started to run. I needed to get there, if something happened to my brother I don't know what I would do.

I got to the front door and saw it was open, so I went as quickly as I could to the front room, grabbing my pepper spray from my bag.

I peeked my head around the arch to the front room and could see the room perfectly. One sofa was turned over, and the vase that was my mother's was smashed on the floor by my door to the kitchen.

There were 6 men in my living room, all tall and looking very casual. They were all dressed very smart, except for one who had taken his suit jacket off and his tie and had also rolled his shirt to his elbows, he stood towering over a figure on the floor, my brother.

My brother was the only living family I had left, I couldn't let him get hurt.

"What's going on?" I stepped into the room my head lifted up high. I could imagine what I looked like, my red-brown in a mess around my hair and my face flushed from running. I was wearing my best outfit tonight, a black dress which clung to my body, and red high heels. The v-neck of the dress fell quite deep. I was trying to get the bonus tonight.

The men all turned to look at me, and I could see my brother was starting to get up. Before he could get anywhere though, the man above him pushed him back down.

"Stay" he ordered.

"What are you doing? Stop that!" I said, my body leant forward, I wanted to go to my brother but I know they would stop me. "He is only seventeen, don't hurt him!"

Someone cleared their throat behind me, and all of the 6 men stood up straighter. I spun around and almost fell into the man because he stood so close. He caught me, putting his hands on my side. I felt ashamed to say that felt good.

The man was good looking, which was a bit of an understatement. He had piercing green eyes and dark brown, almost black hair. His skin was tanned and looked smooth. His mouth had started to creep up in a smirk which is when I realised I was staring.

I pulled back from his arms. "What do you think you're doing to my brother?"

"I'm collecting a debt," he smirked and stepped forward towards me again. "You're brother," he paused, cocking his head to the side, "owes me about £50,000."

"What? No, why? What's your proof?" I said defiantly not looking away from those green eyes. I'm not backing down.

"I don't need proof, I know. He's addicted to gambling." He gestured to Jasper. "Bring him over."

The thug who had his sleeves rolled up, reached down and picked my baby brother up by the shirt. Jasper looked terrified. When Jasper was close enough I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards me.

The green eyed man looked down at our joint hands and smirked again.

"Now, I believe introductions are in order." He looked pointedly at me.

"Bella" I said through gritted teeth. This guy was starting to piss me off.

"Well, Bella," His smile grew, "I'm Edward Masen."

I had to stop myself from gasping. The Masen's were notorious around here for their gang activities, working at a strip club I heard a lot about their family. A lot of people who came to us were on the Masen's bad side, but no one messed with them. Edward was particular infamous there, he was the son of Rose and Emmett Drake and had taken over the business when his father Emmett died.

I knew from then on that something was going to have to give, this guy was well known for his illegal and illicit activities and I knew if we didn't stay on his good side then we would be a part of his illegal activities.

"Now, as you can understand, I can't have people now not paying their debts off. If I done that for everyone, I would be out of a business." He looked very calm and spoke casually as this was something he'd done often.

"I think we can come to some sort of arrangement that can benefit us both. You clearly don't have the money to pay of the debts to me all in one," He said grimacing looking around our little bungalow. "I would be happy for you to pay it back in weekly instalments. How does one grand a week sound?"

"One grand a week!" Jasper said groaning holding his stomach, "we barely earn that a month!"

"Jasper," I said sharply, "shut the fuck up, you got us into this mess. I'll do the talking, go to your room."

I started to push him towards his room, still keeping an eye on Edward. There is no way I'm going to let my brothers mouth get us in more trouble.

"B, no, I want to be here, I got us in this mess!" He looked at me, pleading.

Jasper was seventeen. He was still in school, he was the one out of the pair of us that is going to do well. Get good grades, go to university and become a lawyer or a doctor or something. He had so much ahead of him and I weren't going to let him mess his life up.

"Jasper, you go to your room and let me sort this out. I will talk to you when they are gone." I said and I pushed him. He stood for a moment, glancing between me and Edward before closing his eyes and nodding and sulking back to his room.

I looked back at Edward and I weren't expecting what I saw, he was staring at me. Looking at my body up and down and finally settling on my eyes.

"Get out," he said still staring at my eyes. "All of you get out, I want to talk to Bella alone."

I glanced around and saw some of his men smirking at each other before they left. Two of the men that he had walked in with glanced at each other, looking worried. Like I was going to hurt Edward Masen. I couldn't afford to be chased by his men for the rest of my life.

When the last one shut the door, I turned to Edward and said bluntly, "I can't afford to pay you a thousand a week."

Edward looked at me then and done that annoying smirk. "I guess we will have to find a way around that then."

He stepped forward towards me and grabbed my waist pulling me towards him. I hit his body hard and could feel every line and dip of his body and clothing.

Despite the warmth I felt being close to him, I had to get away so I could think properly and tried to push him back. When he didn't let go I closed my eyes and said, "What do you want?"

"That's a very open question, I want lots of things." His voice sounded hard and his hand came round and gripped my ass. I smiled and reached up to put my arms around his neck.

I leant in close to whisper in his ear, "Let go of me right this second before I castrate you."

He growled, gave my ass one last squeeze and stepped back. "Don't threaten me again girl, you won't like it. I want five hundred each week, and I personally will be coming around to make sure you pay up. Don't try to skip town we will find you." With one last smouldering glance full of want and anger, he left.

The moment the door closed, I took a deep breath and collapsed on the sofa.

What has my brother gotten himself into this time?

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