Page 95 of Scarred Hearts

I lowered my gaze on Regina, who still had a hand up her dress as she stroked my leg back and forth.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” she said with her eyes on my breasts.

“Yeah, she is,” Dennis echoed. “I need to cum so bad already. I love your little shaved pussy.”

“Thank you,” I replied with a slight cringe.

I loved what I did, but now something was changing inside me. I wanted to dance and help run Luxe, but I didn’t want people using me any longer. For so long, my job was sex sex sex and I was cool with it at the time, but now it felt off. The more I thought about it, the more miserable I became.

Longingly, I watched my reflection in the window, hoping Tyler was actually watching me. I needed him and his support now. Time couldn’t go by fast enough. Finally, I heard them both moaning and snapped my gaze to see them locked in a passionate kiss while she had an orgasm, and he held my hips, moving me back and forth on his clothed cock.

Fuck, I just wanted to leave at that moment. Their hands groping my breasts only added to my discomfort. Closing my eyes again, I imagined myself on stage in Euphoria or with the only man I loved, having sex on the other side of the glass as we watched another couple together.

The door creaked open slowly, and Luke peeked his head in just as the man beneath me climaxed loudly. Luke hastily pulled back when he saw what was happening. Rolling my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my clothes. They reluctantly broke apart from their intense kiss and turned their attention to me.

“Enjoy the rest of your night and feel free to stay in this room for an extra thirty minutes on me,” I said with a forced smile, eager to get out of there.

“Thank you!” they both replied, while I quickly made my way out and shut the door behind me.

I leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath. “What do you need?” I asked Luke, trying to control my annoyance.

“You looked pretty angry in there,” he chuckled quietly.

“Were you watching?” I snorted, slipping back into my outfit.

“Of course,” he laughed again. “I always keep an eye on the girls to make sure you guys are safe, but Ian and I wanted to talk to you privately.”

“Okay,” I responded, following him out of Luxe.

He placed a hand on my lower back, guiding me through the crowded lobby of guests mingling as we headed up to Ian’s office. He let me enter first before closing the door behind us. Ian was sitting at his desk and paused when he saw me walk in.

“Have a seat. He dipped his head at the chairs in front of the desk.

I glimpsed Luke as he made his way to the safe near the desk and leaned on it. “Everything okay, Mr. Knight?” I asked.

“Relax,” he replied, “this is a casual meeting.”

I nodded once.

“Since Tyler’s doing... what he’s doing,” he sighed. “I need to know where you stand and what your plans are regarding the club and potentially moving away. Will you continue dancing here? And if so, will you still be performing at Luxe? I’m not sure how that would sit with Ty.”

I flickered my eyes, thinking about all his questions for a moment before answering. I wanted to make sure I didn’t miss anything. “We’re staying in Boston. He’s running the fam from here.” I glanced between him and Luke. “I want to stay with Euphoria, and I’d love to be Luke’s assistant if he’ll keep me on?”

Luke nodded with a wink. “We can discuss it, but you still outrank me when you’re the boss’s wife.”

“Fine. But I don’t care about ranking,” I joked before bringing my gaze back to Ian. “And yes, I want to dance in Euphoria, but I think I need to just oversee Luxe with Ty without actually doing anything in there. He saw,” I lifted my chin to Luke as I continued, “how much I wasn’t a fan of being between a couple just a minute ago. I know the money is in private dances, but I just don’t think that’s for me anymore. I’m happy to perform in Blue for you guys when you need me to, but I think I much prefer to be in charge of Luxe without the personal interactions. Not to be weird, but Ty’s hands are the only hands I want on me unless I bring another guy on stage in Euphoria. The vibe’s different, I can’t explain it. Maybe I’m changing? I always wanted to settle down.”

“Okay.” He seemed satisfied with my answer, leaning back in his chair, lacing his fingers together behind his head. “Since you’re family now, we need to drop the formalities inside and outside the office.”

“Cool,” I smiled. “I can do that.”

“Now,” he arched a brow, “I need you to take off for the rest of the week and prep for the fight. We need you in top condition.” He sighed. “And if the night comes and you don’t feel ready, I need you to be honest and tell me, okay?”

“I’ll be ready. Nadia and I are practicing during the day all week.”

“Well, keep me posted.”

“I will.”

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