Corrupted by the mafioso

I don't know exactly how it happened, if I said it was because of money, or necessity, many would point their fingers at me. When I met Don Valente the first time, in the dressing room of the nightclub, I didn't even know it was him.

The first time I saw him, I thought he was insane, intolerable, a handsome but unbearable man, how could he think he could buy everything?

Buy me, with a wedding ring glittering on his finger? In the face of my need, to buy medicine for my mother, to pay the expenses of the month without having to face the demanding mornings in the cafeteria next to the annoying Mr. Manolo, harassing me.

Or even without having to go on stage on turbulent nights, giving myself up to the shows, letting men hunting for adventure and sex touch me, I could have his money easy, but I denied it.

That shady man was just another one, at least in my eyes yes, the second time he came to the nightclub, being possessive, I still didn't know who he was, I refused his offer again, it was an offense just because I am a dancer.

Our relationship grew little by little, and as much as I denied it, being engaged to Joshua, each time he appeared, it was as if my eyes noticed a characteristic of his, Joshua was long gone, two years that I did not feel his hands, his eyes on me, to have the eyes of another man desiring, wanting my body so much was the appetizer for the end.

The dark man disappeared, and in my eyes only the butchers remained, from the nightclub, those who use women as merchandise, I missed him, his mystery attracted me, who was he?

I stopped dancing at the club because Joshua found out that I dance, it was better to give up something insecure than my engagement, I just didn't imagine that he would come after me.

Thirsty, and once again I said no, in so many no's stored in my mouth, while my body was already starting to ask for yes, begging him to insist on touching me, having me, it was the craziest sin of all, a girl raised with good teachings desiring a married man.

I couldn't imagine that his giving up would bother me so much, and this time I was the one who went after him.