Chapter 5 She sacrificed her dignity

Meyer's POV

"Go there and do the magic. You own that stage." She said and smiled at me. I nodded turned around and breathed heavily. My heart began to beat faster but then when I thought about my mother. Her surgery bills.

I hastened my footsteps and went straight to the VIP section. That was where I was. The stage was dark when I entered but light shone upon the men. They were waiting for what was about to come. Then I did the pose that Miley taught me.

"Forgive me, Mom," I muttered and my heart skipped when the light shone on me. I took the spotlight at the moment. They were all about to see me. I was lowering my head with my right hand on my hips and the left hand on my thighs.

When the beat dropped and I was about to commence, I lost my balance and tripped on the stage.

I heard everyone gasp.

Everyone began to murmur.

"Who is she?" They kept asking but then I have had enough of the embarrassment. This is for my mom. For my mother. I got up on my feet and did the pose again and I was thankful that the music started again. The beat dropped and the light shone upon me. I raised my head slowly. It was time for me to strip.

With a flip of my finger, I removed the hair tie holding my hair together and it sprawled all over my shoulder down to my back reaching my butt. Okay, I have such a long hair. The next thing, I did was the worst of things, I removed my bodysuit and revealed my lingerie.

They all clapped watching me.

I felt so many eyes boring their eyes into every inch of my skin. I felt so exposed but I couldn't let that hold me down. I did all Miley taught me to do and they kept watching me with their eyes devouring every inch of my body. I did what Miley taught me and added my part to it. I twerked, rolled, twisted. I even went to the extent of dancing on the pole. People began to drip their money with dollars flying around.

But I was distracted by someone. Because of the light flashing on me, it was difficult for me to know who it was but the person seemed like the only one who hadn't lost his senses. He was very calm and it was like he was sipping something. His eyes were on me as I did my thing.

The remaining guys and older men were trying to touch me but the bouncers were ready to make them not to come closer to me. And when the sound and beat stopped, I left the stage in tears. It wasn't easy but I did it.

I did it and I felt disgusted with myself.

The whole place became so silent and Miley walked in.

"You did well? You did so well."

"Yeah, right. I did." I muttered sadly. What could I do? The deed has been done. No going back. It can't be reversed. The first thing I did was to change my clothes. I was feeling so disgusted with myself. But I was glad that I was able to pull it off and do it for the sake of my mother.

Just then the bouncers came in with some money which I was sure I made and when Miley and I counted it. It wasn't up to five hundred thousand dollars. I rubbed my forehead in frustration. After all, I did? It was still not up to the amount required.

The money I made stripping was only two hundred and fifty thousand dollars.

I don't want my mother to die. I don't ever want it. I can't bear it. I won't be able to bear it at all.

Just then Miley's phone rang and she received it. I couldn't help but continue sobbing.

"Really?" Miley asked the person on the phone. Then she ended the call.

"Good news. Someone is requesting a private service in one of our rooms. It was my boss that informed me just now."Miley said.

What? Private room service?

"Does that mean that I have to strip for him in a room?" I asked to be sure.

"Yes, you are right."

Then I stood up.

"No! I will never do such a thing. I haven't even gotten over the one I did on the stage."

"But the person is willing to pay."

Then I grabbed my things ready to go. "I don't care about the money. I am never going to strip for anybody." I said and turned to leave.

"The person is willing to pay four hundred thousand dollars."

At the mention of the money, I stopped on my track.

"Four hundred thousand dollars?" I talked to myself.

"Look, I know it's hard for you but you have to give it a try. Just give it a try.."

I finally agreed. This time around, Miley fixed my makeup and I put on another pair of lingerie. This time it was in the color red. It was more exposed than the one I wore to the stage. I was given a red heel. A jacket to cover up. This time I didn't tie my hair. I went straight up to the person's room number on the second floor.

Knocking on the door, I shivered. I don't know but I got scared but then I remembered the money that was involved. Four hundred thousand dollars. If he could give me the money, I would add to it and pay for her surgery bills and also buy the medicines she has been lacking.

The door opened automatically and I stepped in. I looked around the room and saw a man sitting down. As soon as I entered, the light was dimmed to red. Just as I moved closer, I recognized the person. He was a famous billionaire.

Christian Moore.

I gulped down a lump of saliva and proceeded to do what I was asked to do. Just for him to see my lingerie and do some moves and collect my money and leave. As simple as that. I moved closer to him and he had already put on some music.

Without thinking twice, I removed the jacket and muttered.

"Enjoy!" I said.

Then I began to do my business. Flipping my hair, dancing, twisting, rolling, twerking and when the music stopped, that was the end of my private service with him. I stopped and bowed. I raised my head just to see that I couldn't find the man anywhere. It was then I began to feel something on my neck. I turned just to see him kissing my neck. Immediately, I moved away and ran to the door.

"I...I am not here for this." I stuttered.

"I understand. But I am willing to give you five hundred thousand dollars if you do this with me."

Five hundred thousand dollars? My mouth became watery. That is the exact amount I needed for my mom's surgery but my virginity was at stake too.