Chained By Desire

still felt too heavy to move. Ballet was my passion-something I excelled at. But tonight, I wasn't on a stage perf

I hated every second of this job, hated what it made me feel, but there was no escap

er sister. The weight of fending for both of us fell squarely on

ime boss. His gambling addiction had destroyed him in life, and even in death, it continued to

s debt, and to keep food on the table. By day, I danced ballet in a professional stu

princess?" Amara's voice p

way of the dressing room. Her fiery red hair was t

minute," I replied, m

isn't the life you dreamed of, but food isn't going to magically appear on your ta

forming my face with layers of powder and color. When she was don

g at this," I t

g her hair over her sho

rst open. Two other dancers strode i

re? The men are waiting!" Claire sco

t in the mood for mistakes," Violet

n't start now." She turned back to me, her expression softening.

underpants. My dagger heels clicked against the floor as I walked toward t

ing music, and drunken cheers. Men danced shamelessly with women, and waiters darted b

metal pole for support. The DJ changed the

it off,

what you

ngs aside. I swayed my hips to the rhythm, running my hands down my body seduct

the shadows. Unlike the others, he wasn't cheering or yelling. He just

ver-streaked hair fell over his shoulders, an

y of a predator locking onto its prey. I quickly looked away, focusin

oney tossed onto the stage and walked bris

ht!" Amara said as sh

the thick wad of cash. "I think

d work, sis," she

ded home. Ivy greeted me at the door, her w

?" she asked, handin

I replied. "I made eight

s amazing! At this rate, we'll

our father made

when she offered to help. "Stick to your book

a small sigh of relief. As I slumped

reminder from the crime boss about t

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