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Chapter 1


Sitting in my club I started to wonder if this is all my life would amount to, sitting in clubs all night and sleeping all day. Don't get me wrong, being surrounded by beautiful women all night who willing take their clothes off for a show is a great way to spend the night, but isn't there anything else for me. I mean I use to always want the perfect life you know, wife and kids with a big house and a few dogs running around with them. I haven't had the easiest life in the world; you can't when you are different from the other girls.

Sorry you all maybe a little confused here. My name is Isabella Marie Swan, Bella for short. I'm 24 years old, own a chain of strip clubs and I'm a lesbian. That's not the abnormal part of me though. I am a female with a dick. Yes, you read that right, I have a dick. Surprisingly, once I was out of high school, people weren't as freaked out when they found out. I've had my fair share of women that actually love it.

Anyways, now that that part is out of the way, back to my thoughts. I always thought that I would find the right girl and settle down. All these girls want is my money and I am not one to just go out and just spend my hard earned cash on you when we haven't known each other long. I will admit, I'm a stingy person. I can't help it. I didn't have a completely poor upbringing, but I don't want to blow all the money I earned so when I have a family they will want for nothing and m wife can stay home if she chooses.

The name of my club is Crazy Wolf. I know a kinda weird name for a strip club but I'm not the creative one of the three of us that owns the club. My two best friends and I were working Taco Bell for years. That was how we met. I started working there soon after I turned 16. My parents, Renee and Charlie, said that if I wanted to drive the car that I built, a blue and black 1969 Boss 302 Mustang, I had to get a job to pay for the gas and car insurance. I started looking for a job immediately and eventually found one. During my second week of work I met Jasper and Alice.

Alice is a hyperactive small person. She's 4'11" with short, black, spiky hair with cobalt blue eyes. She's like a dark Tinkerbelle but I love her like she's my sister and I'm even the one responsible for hooking her up with her wife, Victoria. Victoria is actually one of our strippers. She came into the auditions that we held and I just knew she would be perfect for Alice. After the audition I was able to catch her and took her out to dinner. I got to know her better and called Alice to meet us for drinks. As soon as their eyes met that was it and they've been together ever since.

Jasper is a southern gentleman. He is 6'1" with shaggy blond hair and light blue eyes. He's originally from Austin, Texas and uses that charm that he has when he needs too and he is like the brother I never had. Jasper and his boyfriend Edward have been together for the past year. They met when we were opening our male strip club. Edward is a bartender at that club. I leave that club to Jasper to run but we all check in from time to time and make sure everything is running right at each club.

All three of us were living in Forks, Washington and went to Fork High School. We ended up for our own little group and we ruled the school. After we graduated from high school we decided to move to Texas. We started out in Austin with Jasper's family, but that came to a screeching halt when his family found out that not is his two best friends are lesbians, but that he was gay as well. After they kicked us out we went to Houston and got an apartment and jobs at, you guessed it, Taco Bell. Eventually they promoted me to manager but not my friends. Things started going downhill in the place and we were all just tired of it so we started talking about opening our own business. The problem was what kind of business. We talked and did some research and decided to open a strip club. So we found our first location, auditioned strippers and got our liquor license. We opened our first club in October of 2011, a month after my 21st birthday and we have been going strong ever since, opening three more clubs in the past three years. So to say that we have been successful would be an understatement.

So here I am, sitting in my own section with a couple of friends just chilling a drinking when this beautiful blond woman walks in. She's probably 5'9" with long flowing blond hair, legs that went on for miles, and an ass was amazing. As I was watching her, I saw her walk to the back and into the stripper entrance and I was confused. I know I didn't hire any new talent. I leave my area and go up to my office to call Alice and ask her about it.

"Hello?" a groggy Alice answers. Did I forget to mention that it's 11 o'clock in Houston and Alice and Victoria are in London where is only 5 o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, did you hire any new talent for the club and not tell me?" I asked her.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that. Her file is in my office. Her name is Rosalie Hale. She's 23 and has been stripping for about two years. She's got some real talent and she seems like the type to stay to herself and not start any trouble. Tonight should be her first night actually." Alice tells me.

"Yeah I just saw her walk into the club. Where the hell did you find her and why have I not been introduced to her before?"

"She came to me looking for a job. Apparently the last club she worked at just got shut down for drugs and prostitution, but"

"WHAT? How could you hire her for our place then? You know we don't condone any of that here and you want to bring in someone whose been busted for it already?" I interrupted her.

"If you would listen to me, as I was saying, she was cleared of all the charges. She was the only one to be cleared of any wrong doing. Apparently the cops had been watching the club for awhile and had undercover cops inside and each time they tried to proposition her she refused and the same went for the drugs offered to her. So I didn't think it would be a problem." Alice replied back to me.

"Okay. Sorry for losing it for a minute. I know you wouldn't put this place in danger. Soooo, do you know if she's seeing anyone?" I try to casually ask her.

"As far as I know she's not, but I would be careful. She seems standoffish but it seems that she can take care of herself if she needs to." Alice told me.

"Alright I'll consider it, but Ali there's something about her that is drawing me in and I haven't even seen her face yet."

"Just be careful okay? I'll talk to you later. We'll be back at the end of the week. Love you." Alice said.

"Okay I will. Love you too."

After I hung up the phone I decided to stay in my office for the rest of the night. I had Katie, one of the waitresses, bring me my drinks. My office had a perfect view of the stage and bar area. I sat down by the window and just watched dancer after dancer get on stage. When Rosalie got onstage I was awestruck. She was so beautiful that words couldn't even describe her. Then I saw her dance and I was definitely at a loss for words. All I could do was sit there and watch. I knew then that she was what I was looking for. I could see the future that I always wanted but now I had a face for my wife. I knew that I had to do whatever it took to make her mine.

Before her time on stage was up I decided to go sit downstairs to see if I could draw her attention to me. When she was done she collected her tips and walked towards the back. She then came out and started to scoop the crowd. We made eye contact and she started to head my way. She had a sway to her hips and the confidence that I didn't see when she first came in. when she reached me she boldly sat in my lap and started talking to me. We talked about mundane things and she eventually asked me if I wanted a dance which of course I agreed to. When we stood up to go to the dance area I asked her about a private VIP room, you know, just to see if she knew the answer as an owner. Yea keep telling yourself that.

"It's $200 alone for the room and then an extra $100 for a lap dance or I can just dance on the stage in there for no extra charge." Rosalie replied to me.

"I'll still take it" I told her.

"Okay. I'll let one of the guys know. I'll be right back."

She went over to Emmett, one of the bouncers inside. He looked up at me while Rosalie was talking to him. We made eye contact and I mouthed to him not to tell her who I was. He nodded his head and went to get the room ready. We had three VIP rooms that you could rent for $200 for an hour with a personal stripper on a private stage. If you want a lap dance its $100 for 30 minutes and $200 for the whole hour.

Once the room was ready Rosalie came over to me, took me by the hand and led me to the room.

"So what would you like me to do?" Rosalie asked.

"I would like you to sit and talk to me and then we can go from there." I told her.

She gave me a weird look before shaking her head at me and just going to the private stage, starting the music and dancing on the stage. I decided to move one of the chairs closer to the stage so that we could talk. I really just wanted to get to know her.

"So what's your name?" I asked her. Sure I already knew it but I wanted her to tell me.

"I told you, Diamond."

"No, I meant your real name."

"I can't tell you that." She replied to me.

"Sure you can. I told you I just want to talk. I want to get to know you better."

"Yea, I'm still not telling you."

"Can I ask why not?" I asked her.

"Because you could be some crazy stalker lady who could turn serial killer and kill me in my sleep." She has a good imagination, but she's caution that's good.

"I promise you I'm not, but you're not going to believe me until you know me. How about I start then, my name is Isabella Marie Swan but you can call me Bella. I'm 24 years old, I have two dogs at home, own my apartment, and I would love to take you out on a date." I decided to basically lay it all out for her. I knew she recognized my name as soon as I said because she faltered in her dance. After that she turned down the music more and decided to take the seat beside me.

"So why ask me my name when you already know it?" she asked me.

"I wanted to give you the chance to just tell me, but it's a really good thing that you don't just blurt out your real name to everyone. So, will you go on a date with me?" I asked her.

"Why would I risk my job by going out with the boss? No offense or anything and if you weren't my boss I would but I can't risk it, I have too much to lose if I lose this job. I'm sorry." She told me with remorse on her face.

"I promise you that you won't lose your job or anything. Just give me one shot please. I can't explain it and I know that I don't know you, but I feel drawn to you. You have me awestruck." I pleaded with her.

"Let me think about it please. There's still a half hour left in here what do you want me to do?" she asked me.

I figured that I should go for broke and decided that I wanted a lap dance from her just in case she told me know.

"I want a lap dance from you." As I said this she had a surprised look on her face.

She nodded her head, turned up the music and climbed into my lap and let me tell you, it was amazing. It was just the fact that she was so near me and I had my arms around her. I slowly stopped her grinding and just stared at her. I could see the nerves and how scared she was in her violet eyes as she stared back into my hazel ones. She stopped, shook her head and bolted out of the room. She just left me sitting there alone and confused.