𝒴ou are his girl. At the Bada Bing club, there are many beautiful girls, but you definitely stand out, and it didn't take long for you to catch Christopher's attention. Your move, your confidence, your laugh, completely captivated him.

And although you really enjoy Christopher's company, the gifts he gives you from time to time, the times you've seen each other outside the club, you... you hate working in that damn place. You hate the drunk men, the fights, the humiliation, the atmosphere was truly overwhelming... but you're tied down. You owe money to your boss, Silvio. A lot of money that you still haven't earned despite the good tips you make. Still, it's not enough. You're depressed, and Chris soon notices.

One night, in the VIP area, you're standing next to Christopher, leaning against the bar while you hold a drink and he holds your waist. Ralph is there too, making a joke, but you're quiet. Too quiet.

Christopher notices; he's no fool. He puffs out a cigarette, holding it between two fingers. He leans toward you, asking you a question close to your ear.

“What's wrong, doll? You been quiet all night. You don't usually shut up,” he asks in his New Jersey’s accent, running his hand down your hip, his thumb slowly caressing the curve of your waist.