Chapter 4

Oh god oh god OH GOD!. I said quickly to myself. As I watched the man I assumed to be Edwards brother push him into the booth and told him enjoy himself.

This cannot be happening. I must literally have the worst luck in the world. He looked so embarrassed. I just stood there with my leg wrapped around the pole provocitably , waiting for him to look up so that I could start my act.

It felt like forever, but he eventually looked up.

"Hi" he said nervously

"Hello Sexy" I said sexily as practised. I leaned in "I am Isabella, and I am all yours tonight, do with me what you will" I whispered in his ear. And he blushed.

I got up slowly and as all men do he took the chance to look at my chest. I smiled at least he was playing along.

If Renee saw that I wasn't pleasing the customers she would make me go to the second floor also known as the sex floor for a month. And I would do almost anything to get out of going up there.

I got back on to my pole and did my first routine of the night. I was doing a series of swirls and twirls on the pole when I realised Edward was so hard he was trying to hold it down!

I giggled and finished up. I then jumped down off the pole and jumped into his lap. Grinding myself against him so hard I could feel his little friend getting even harder. I better be careful or he would ruin the upholstery. I laughed as I thought that.

I finished up the alp dance and he asked if I would like a drink. I was going to say no, because I don't drink, but I looked over his shoulder and saw renne staring at me. So I accepted. And we walked towards the bar me shimmying my hips in front of him.

And him undoubtedly staring at my bum. I laughed as I reached Jacob.

"Hey Jake 2 vodka and red bulls please". I looked back at Edward and he was looking awkward again so I gave him the drink and we returned to the booth. I sat in his lap

"Cheers" I said to him. He looked at me, and the way he did made me feel that he was almost looking into my soul.

"You have gorgeous eyes" he whispered.

I smiled. He couldn't see beneath my mask so I was safe.

"Thank you" I replied. And downed the rest of my drink. He grabbed my hand as I tried to stand.

"Please sit, talk a little?" he suggested. I nodded what else could I do?

Edward was a very interesting person. He started telling me about how he ended up here in the first place. His brother, emmet the one I saw with him earlier, was the groom. He was marrying a girl named Rosalie hale. They were both finishing up college and just couldn't wait any longer. Edward said they were madly in love.

He was happy for his brother. I liked that about him. He was so self sacrificing. He started to tell me the reason he moved here in the fist place. His father was a world renound doctor and was offered a job here. And his mother esme was an interior decorator. She was setting up her new shop here. He had 2 brothers and 2 sisters.

They all had partners except him. I was surprised at this. He was so nice.

As we were just getting into a conversation. Renee marched over she didn't seem happy.

"I'm sorry sir" she said addressing Edward. "but is this one of my dancers refusing to perform for you?" she asked sweetly.

"No, no not at all I just wanted to talk to her a little" he seemed surprised she would ask this.

"Oh well you have been sitting here a while now, Isabella, please take this fine man to the second floor, and do whatever he wants" she said in a very suggestive voice.

She continued "Just leave her talk with me a moment, this way Isabella" I followed her to her office.

Once the door was closed she turned on me and slapped me full force in the face. I was just after taking my mask off so it hurt like hell.

"You will never stop performing like that again, you are here to dance for them, not talk to them" she yelled at me and slapped me again.

"Go back out there and dance for him, his brother is paying a lot of money for this night" she threatened I just nodded my eyes full of tears and put my mask back on.

I walked out and headed back to Edwards table he was looking at me closely. I tried not to look at him. But he put a finger under my chin and lifted my face up to him. He gasped.

"Your face" he whispered. I was still crying so it was hard to disguise the pain in my eyes.

He started to try and lift the mask from my face, I didn't try to stop him. I was sick of hiding. Sick of being alone.

When he had removed my mask he gasped.

"Bella?"