"Emmett, where the hell are you taking me?" I shouted at him in frustration.
Emmett was behind the wheel of MY volvo. He looked at me with a wide smile in his face.
"I don't want to ruin the surprise." Emmett said humorously.
Emmett turned a quick left on a busy street filled with flashing lights. I knew where he was taking me. This area is filled with strip clubs.
"No. Turn around." I shouted at him.
Emmett smiled mischievously. "Hell no, Eddie. Tonight, you're gonna get some."
I was angry and I wasn't afraid to show it. "Why are you subjecting me to this?"
"Because all you do is take pictures of beautiful women and never hook up with any of them." He said, shouting by the time he was done.
He was right. I'm a well-known photographer in world of modeling. I've photographed hundreds of different campaigns for clothes, mostly high fashion, bathing suits, lingrie, even nude. I've literally photographed some of the most beautiful girls in the world. Most of the women who I've photographed had expressed an interest in me, but I didn't return them. I didn't like to mix business with pleasure. Emmett thinks that's insane.
"Edward, I would kill to have your job." Emmett said as he parked next to a parking meter at a strip club. He got out of the car and placed money in the meter.
"Come on." Emmett said, banging his hand on the top of my car.
I sighed angrily. I reluctantly stepped out of the car and walked towards Emmett with an angry glare on my face. I looked up at the sign above the strip club.
"Bruno's Painted Ladies?" I asked, giving him a weird look.
Emmett shrugged. "You see any other parking spots?" He started walking towards the entrance.
"Does Rosalie know about this?" I asked. Emmett turned around and smiled widely once again. "Are you kidding. It was her idea."
Emmett took a firm grip on my arm and dragged me inside. He led me through the many occupied tables where men were drinking and recieving lap dances. I noticed that the girls were different from most of the strips clubs. They were naked but they were painted to look like they had clothes on, kind of what you see at the playboy mansion. We finally stopped at the front of the stage where two girls were dancing on poles to a song. Men were cheering and throwing money up at them, since they couldn't tuck it in their thongs like you would at any other strip club.
"Wooo... yeah!" Emmett shouted at them.
I grimaced at him. "You're a married man."
"So, it doesn't mean I can't look." He replied.
I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to the girls dancing on the stage. Money was still flying through the air at the girls. When their song ended, the girls in a very sexy manner began to pick up their money off the stage. All I could hear was the roaring applause and whistles from the men in the audience.
"Okay, give another hand to Starr and Rainbow." A man said in the microphone from the side of the stage. He looked in his late 30's early 40's and dressed in a suit. I'm guessing that's Bruno. Again, the crowd went wild, except myself.
"Now, please help me bring out our last act of the night. Give it up for Jewels." Bruno shouted in the microphone. The audience went even wilder. I'm guessing that she's the best act in the show.
That's when I saw her. She walked out on the stage with a blue cowboy hat on and a rodeo rope. I knew why they called her Jewels. Her pale, but beautiful skin was covered in small jewels, making her look like she was wearing a bra and thong. Her blue cowboy hat was also dazzled in jewels. She began to dance very suggestively with the rodeo rope. It was remake of the dance Jessica Alba did in the movie Sin City, except Jewels' was more steamy. I looked up in awe at her, she had the most unique look I have ever seen. She has long dark brown hair and the most beautiful eyes, chocolate brown. She looked so innocent and that's probably why most men, like myself, were drawn to her. She was every photographers dream. Money was showering the stage, 10's, 20's, even 100's dollar bills covered the stage. Then her song had ended and she stopped dancing.
The crowd broke out into a roaring applause and whistles, louder than any of the other girls who performed. She smiled politely and collected her money off the stage. Once she had finished, she began to walk off the stage with her head down. I noticed as she was walking off the stage that she was frowning. She was off the stage and the applause died down.
Dance music began to play and some other painted girls came to the stage and just started to dance. I looked around to try to find Jewels. I had to find her, she was one of those girls who could take a beautiful picture. I saw her in the far corner of the club, talking to Bruno. By the looks of it, Bruno was being harsh with her. She tried to turn away from him, but he roughly grabbed her arm and made her look at him. Bruno and Jewels stopped talking and she went into their back room. Bruno then took out a cigar and began to smoke it. I started to walk towards the back room and away from Emmett, but he didn't notice, he was to busy gawking at the girls on the stage. I was at the entrance to the back room where the girls took "special" clients. I was about to enter, when Bruno grabbed my arm.
"Where do ya think your goin?" He asked harshly.
"I just want five minutes alone with Jewels." I said.
He chuckled. "She's going to cost ya, and she ain't cheap."
I grabbed the money that was in my pocket and threw a 100 dollar bill in his face. He took a quick glimpse at the money to see that it was real. He nodded.
"Jewels, baby girl. Got one for ya." Bruno yelled towards the door of the back room. The door opened and she appeared in a white long robe covering herself. I was relieved that she put some clothes on. She looked both annoyed and upset.
"But Bruno, I thought you said..." He roughly placed his hand over her mouth to shut her up.
"I said, I. got. one. for. ya." He said angrily.
She sighed then nodded slowly. I could tell that she didn't want this life, and that Bruno had some sort of control over her.
"Where is he?" Jewels asked quietly. Bruno pointed in my direction. I smiled at her and she returned the smile. She walked towards me and grabbed my hand and led me into the back room. I heard Emmett scream, "Go Edward."
Jewels led me into one of the vacant rooms and shut the door behind her. She walked slowly to the bed and sat down. She patted the space next to her signaling me to sit down. I sat down next to her and she began to untie her robe. I softly grabbed her hands and said, "No, don't"
Jewels looked up at me with a confused look on her face. "What... Why?"
"I just wanted to talk to you." I said.
She looked relieved and began to tie her robe tightly against her small pale body. She began to laugh quietly to herself. "You know, I've never been paid to just talk before."
He chuckled, but it wasn't funny to me. It's not funny that men pay to violate her. Jewels turned slowly towards me and smiled. I returned her smile.
"So... what did you want to talk about?" She asked.
"Before I tell you, I'd like to introduce myself. I'm Edward Cullen and you are?" I asked her as I reached my hand up towards her, hoping to shake hands with her. She grabbed my hand and shook it softly. "I'm Jewels" She whispered.
"Is that your real name?" I asked. She laughed. "No, just a name Big B gave me."
"What's your real name?" She looked at me, deciding whether or not to tell me.
"My name is Bella. Bella Swan." She said quietly. I shook her hand once again. "Well, Bella, it's nice to meet you."
She nodded and said, "You too."
We sat there in an awkward silence until she asked, "What did you want to talk about, we don't have much time left."
"Well, I'm a photographer and..." I was interrupted by her sigh. "You know, you're not the first one to tell me that." She said.
"No, I really am. Look me up on the internet." I said. She shook her head, "No, I'm not going to fall for this again." She whispered quietly to herself.
Then I heard a couple of hard knocks from the door. "Times up." Bruno yelled. Bella got up and headed for the door. I stood up and stopped her. I pulled out my card, which had my name and phone number on it. I handed it to her. "Look, when you decided that you want out of this life, give me a call. I personally think you'd be a great model." I whispered to her so Bruno couldn't hear us from the outside. She took the card and placed it in her robe pocket.
I smiled at her as I opened the door and walked out to the main part of the club. I found Emmett at a table with a drink. I sat down next to him. "Let's go. I want to get home." I said loudly. You couldn't hear anything because of the music. He nodded and we both headed for the exit. As we walked to the car, I heard Emmett ask, "Did you get some."
I shrugged, "That's none of your business." I got into the drivers side and Emmett in the passenger side. He handed me the keys and I drove us back towards home. I dropped Emmett off at his house that he shared with Rosalie and I drove quietly home. I just wanted to go to bed...
I woke up to a phone ringing on my night stand. I turned to look at the clock on my night stand, it was 6:03 am. I yawned and grabbed the phone.
"Hello." I said yawning at the same time.
"Hi. It's Jewels... I mean Bella. Sorry to call you so early..."
I know I'm probably insane from writing another story even though I'm not finished with my first one yet... lol! I'm still writing chapters for Once More, With Feeling so don't worry. I'll probably update Once More, With Feeling Wednesday (hopefully, I work alot this week!) PLEASE TAKE TIME TO REVIEW, I want to know if I should recycle this story and just work on my first fanfic. Thanks so much!
xoxo Soleil Blu Moon
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