Page 21 of Worthy: Cassius and Faith-2

“No, but I’d love to!” The girl sounded eager to oblige.

Within moments, I heard them fucking. The girl was loud, crying out with every thrust, sounding like she was auditioning for a starring role in an adult film. The patron seemed to eat it up. “Yes, babe! Come for me! I wanna hear you!”

Their strangled cries erupted, commingling, as they came at the same time. I wondered if they’d woken the whole floor up.

I sighed. This was what working at a sex club meant: sex and lots of it. I, myself, had been screaming my head off only hours before. I didn’t judge the patron and the girl; they sounded like they’d enjoyed themselves. I’d undoubtedly enjoyed myself with Cassius…

An image flashed in my mind. It was of Cassius with one of the other girls—the redhead I’d seen approach him by the pool. She was naked, riding him. His head was thrown back in ecstasy, the cords standing out in his neck, while I sat and watched him come inside her.

Hot jealousy bubbled inside me, followed by the taste of bile.

No. NO.I’d been through a lot in my life, but I wouldn’t survive that.

I’d agreed to the contract. I thought I knew what I was signing up for, but that wasn’t the case. Now that I’d been with Cassius Blackwood, I couldn’t ever be with anyone else. I couldn’t let any old patron bend me over the banister. Everything inside me cried out against it; that couldn’t be my fate.

I scribbled out a note to the Madam.

Dear Gina,

I am so sorry to leave on such short notice. I can’t stay. I understand if you can’t pay me more. I hope I’m able to keep the signing bonus.

I genuinely apologize for letting you down.

Faith

I left the note on my nightstand, taking off my V necklace and placing it on top. I grabbed my few belongings and stuffed them into a tote.

And then, without a backward glance, I fled Club 444.

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