You were a burlesque dancer. You weren't ashamed of your job because you really need the money.

You were known to people as the most beautiful dancer they saw. People and many men watch you every night. They even pay you higher, do somethings.

One night, while you were dancing in a provocative dress, that doesn't even have straps. You didn't even wear a bra. To bring more entertainment.

Suddenly, one man stood out to you. A Mafia. You smirk thinking how much money you can get from him.

You slowly walk towards him, in a seductive walk. He look at you with lust, as he saw you walking towards him. His men behind smirk as they saw you.

You immediately leaned on him and slowly sat on his lap. He quickly hold your waist tightly in his big mascular arms. His other hand was on your thighs moving it slowly.

"Hello, cutie." He said with a smirk as he lifted his other hand on your cheek and cup it, one of his men tried to touch her.

"Touch her again and your dead" He said angerly at his men and turned back to you.