BRITTANY'S POV
It took a while before I was done taking my bath.
When I stepped out of the jacuzzi, Penny helped me dry off and she left me alone for a while to put on the uniform I would be using for the club.
I still felt unsure and uneasy and I couldn't stop worrying about how Margie was feeling at the moment.
If only I could just get a chance to see her or talk to her. Reluctantly ,I put on the uniform and stared at my reflection in the standing mirror in the bathroom.
"Oh god, what did I get myself into? I definitely look like a whore in this outfit."
Penny came back into the bathroom at the sound of my voice, she took one look at my reflection in the mirror and made a weird expression.
"Um, I think you look great."
I turned to give her a look, "Really? Not helping… I don't know what to do. I wish I could get out of here." I said bitterly.
Penny shrugged, "Look at me…just try to calm down and forget about the whole thing."
"Like I said just hope Zayne gets tired of you, only then can you get a chance to get out of here. How many times do I have to tell you?"
She shook her head, pausing for several seconds before she kept talking.
"I'm not trying to discourage you, I'm just telling you the truth, trying to make things easier for you…
I scoffed, interrupting her before she could say anything more. "What are you talking about? Calm down? Easier for me? This is hard enough as it is…"
"Look I'm just saying maybe you should just relax and try to enjoy this while it lasts? I mean if you think about it like that it would be easier for you…"
I laughed harshly, "Penny you have no idea who I am do you? I spent all my life as a sheltered virgin, afraid of my mother's voice in my head because she kept telling me that I would end up in hell if I ever had sex outside of marriage."
She gave me a ridiculous look and I laughed again.
"I know right? It sounds ridiculous doesn't it? but it's true, my mom was horrible to me."
"She blamed me for her own mistakes, getting pregnant with me, being forced to marry my dad, I guess she thought the best thing to do was make sure I didn't make the same mistake."
"Only she went about things the wrong way…"I trailed off.
I didn't like talking about my past with my mom and here I was blabbing it off to a stranger I just met.
I smiled at her.
"I shouldn't be burdening you with my mommy issues…but anyway, you get my point? I've suddenly gone from a virgin to Zayne's play thing…" I mumbled.
Penny looked like she had no idea what to say anymore. She just stared at my reflection in the mirror.
I nudged her slightly, a mischievous smile on my face.
"You sure you're not into women, Penny? You keep looking at me like that and I might just become your plaything instead." I teased her.
She blinked and laughed.
"Oh come on. I'm just admiring…you have a great body, Brittany." She said.
A bell suddenly rang in the room and Penny's expression turned into one of panic.
"Shoot. You're very late, Brittany. We have to leave now." She said and she pulled my hand and dragged me to the room where a makeup box was sitting on the bed.
She pushed me down on the bed before I could talk and started to apply the makeup.
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I finally got out of that room after a full day. I was outside again…just outside of the room.
Penny led me into the club. The club was packed with people and other girls who were dressed just like me but their uniforms seemed to be a bit more decent than mine.
Penny noticed me looking at them and leaned in to whisper in my ears.
"They're different. They work for the club but they get to go home everyday. To them, this club is just like every other club." She explained.
While I was pondering that, she led me through the club into a side door.
We came out into a dark long hallway, and we walked for a while.
"What the hell? Where are you taking me?" I asked.
"That's just the cover, just in case agents or authorities not on Zayne's side storm the club. Where we're going…where you'll be working, that's where Zayne and his men hang out and carry out their Mafia activities."
We finally reached a door and Penny pressed a button on the door. A peephole appeared in the door and someone spoke through the door.
"Tell Madam Barbara that the girl is here." she said.
'The girl.' At least she didn't say plaything or worse. But it still sounded like I was being sold.
The door opened several minutes later and we walked in. A man covered in tattoos led us through another hallway and into an elevator that went downwards instead of upwards.
Penny smiled at my reaction.
"There's a reason this club is popular. It's the hardest building to break into in New York." She whispered in my ears.
No kidding. I was beginning to understand why escaping was impossible.
The elevator finally stopped and we got out and were led through a door by the tattooed man.
The door opened and I gasped. Did I just walk into Sodom and Gomorrah? I turned to Penny but she wasn't coming in.
She shook her head.
"This is where I'll leave you. We'll see each other again tomorrow morning. I'll be back to lead you to your room." She said.
I arched my brow. I have to work here all night?
Before I could ask her anything, the man was leading her away and I was alone at the door.
The room was divided into two parts, and separated by a transparent wall. One part must be for VIP members and the other part for Zayne and his men.
On one part, there were ladies who were dressed similar to me dancing on poles on a big stage while rough and scary looking men covered in tattoos stared at them with lust in their eyes.
Other ladies were serving themselves and alcohol to other men sitting at tables.
But shocker…again, they all seemed to be dressed more decently than I was.
I pushed my feet to move, walking into the other part of the club, avoiding the gazes of the men who were suddenly looking at me like they were going to rip me apart.
I got to the front of the room where a gorgeous woman was sitting by herself at a table sipping wine.
She must be Barbara. God, she was fucking gorgeous. Why on earth did Zayne need me when he had a girlfriend who was beautiful as she was?
She swept calculating eyes over me, making me shiver. She had this aura…she scared me a bit and I realized that she must hate me.
Not me…all of Zayne's girls.
"So, you're Zayne's new girl? Welcome to your new life, sexy." She drawled.