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Bella's POV

I was in my hotel room moping around doing nothing. I decided to put my dance top, pants and runners on and go down to the park. I put my iPod in my ears and was dancing to Fame (2009 version) Soon there were people watching and cheering and clapping. The song finished and the crowd went wild.

I walked back to the hotel and sat down in the lobby.

"Um excuse me. I saw you dancing in the park and was wondering if you would like a job in a club." He looked at me. I really needed a job. Should I take it? Maybe for a couple of weeks.

"Yeah I would love to." He handed me a business card.

"Mike Newton and you are?" He offered me his hand. I took it.

"Isabella Swan but call me Bella." I said smiling. I could feel the blood rushing to my head.

"Come to that address tomorrow at 3 sharp." He said and walked away. OMG I got a job! I went up to my room and looked for my purse. I had exactly $150. Lucky it's only a cheap hotel. I went to bed.

Alice's POV

"Hey Rose do you wanna go to that new club opening tomorrow night?" I wouldn't ask Edward to come unless I thought it was a good club.

"If it means wearing a dress I'm in!" She said back.

Bella's POV

I walked to the club and was let in by the doorman.

"Hi I'm Jacob I'm in charge of backstage and you need to follow me to your dressing room." He said grabbing my hand. There were about six rooms all with names on the front. Mine was door 4. I went inside to find Mike standing with two other guys who looked like body guards.

"Ah Miss Swan it's nice to see you again." He said smiling at me and gesturing to the seat where a table was with paper and a pen. I knew from then something didn't make sense.

"It's quite simple Miss Swan, you don't speak and listen they tie you up. You listen and be quiet you stay as you are. Understood." He looked at me with angry eyes. I didn't know how to respond so I just nodded. "Good girl. Open the contract to the last page." He said and I did as I was told.

The dancer Miss Isabella Swan agrees to the terms stated in this contract by signing on the dotted line.

"Sign it." He said and I just looked at him. I could tell he was getting angry when I wasn't signing the contract. He nodded to the two big guys and they tied me up at the feet, hands and mouth. One of the guys moved the table so there was space for someone to stand in front of me.

"I told you this would happen Isabella." He said slowly moving closer to me. He came closer to my shirt and started undoing the buttons. I was trying to get out of the rope they had tied me up with but I couldn't. I was moving so one of the guys held me still. He had undone all of the buttons so you could see my blue bra. He started caressing my right breast from the outside of my bra. With his other hand he slipped to fingers inside the left side of my bra and started pinching my nipple. I couldn't help but start to cry.

"I warned you Isabella. This is your punishment." He said. One of the guys handed him a pair of scissors. He cut my shirt off and unhooked my bra. It fell off and he threw it to the other side of the room. He leaned down and started to suck my right nipple. I wept more and more. He finally stopped after about five minutes.

"Sign it." He said and the body guards released on of my hands and I signed the contract regretfully.

"You have 5 minutes to get into one of these costumes and at poll 5." He said and walked away. One of the body guards left with him and the other stayed at the door. I found an outfit and changed in front of the guy. It was so embarrassing. I chose a black leotard which had lace at the back of it all. It came with jazz boots.

"Will you take me to the stage?" I asked the guy which had Tyler written on the name tag. He opened the door and I followed him.

I had to copy the chorography Jessica was showing me. It was embarrassing because I looked like a pole dancer the way I had to wrap my body and legs around the pole. I also had to touch myself. It was gross. I was dancing to If you Seek Amy by Britney Spears.

About 5 hours of dancing later Mike said to have a rest and to be ready for the opening in 3 hours. I did as I was told.