cross the busy road. I’m walking down to the club when I stop on the spot and frown as uneasiness fills me.
Two cars sit down from the entrance and I see the dreaded Aston Martin. The windshield is fixed and Cameron is leaning against the car with his ass. Wearing his customary expensive suit, he is still in his work clothes.
His arms are folded in front of him as he watches me walk down the road.
His face is expressionless, but I can feel the animosity from here.
He’s not here to come to the club. He’s here for the sole purpose to see if I’m coming to work.
And here I am.
“Hello.” I swallow nervously and I glance at the door to see the two bouncers on high alert from my last shift when Cameron dragged me out.
He raises an eyebrow in return.
I walk closer towards him. “What are you doing here?”
He tilts his head. “I could ask you the same thing.”
My stomach flutters with butterflies. “Cameron, I’m here to work. I can’t just leave without notice.”
“You did last week.”
“And last week I thought you were in love with me.”
His eyes hold mine.
“And this week you want nothing but to control me. I’m not your puppet, Cameron.”
His eyes hold mine, yet he gives nothing away. Why is he being so calm? It’s freaking me out.
Why can’t he just tell me that he wants us to work on things? Promise that we can try again?
Why is he treating me like nothing but his child’s mother? A fucking incubator.
I thought we had something. How could I have been so wrong?
Sadness fills me, and I close my eyes as I work up the courage to walk past him and disappear into the club.
Just give me a sign. Just give me a sign that there is even a flicker of a chance that there will be hope for us, and I promise you, I won’t go in.
My eyes search his. Cameron… please…
“Is that it?” I whisper. “Is that all you have to say?”
His eyes continue to hold mine. “I’ve asked you not to work here and I told you why.”
“Because of Owen…” I say in a strained voice, pushing through the lump in my throat. Don’t let him see that he’s getting to you.
“Yes,” he replies coldly. “Don’t mistake my softness for weakness, Ashley. It will be your undoing.”
I screw up my face as my anger takes control. “What the hell does that mean, Cameron?” I shake my head. “Are you threatening me? Is that what this is?”
“Yes.” He leans back, puts his hands in his pants pockets, and crosses his legs at the ankle in front of him.
“Threatening me with what?”
He shrugs.
I’ve had enough of this shit. “Go home, Cameron.” I shake my head in disgust. “Why don’t you go and bang one of your slutty nurses and tell her what to do? Unlike me, I’m sure she will love it.”
His jaw clenches in anger and his eyes flicker with anger.
That’s it. I’m done. I walk past him and through the doors of the club with my heart beating hard in my chest. I head straight down to the back room. I’m grabbed from behind on my way through the crowd, and I turn to slap the hand from my behind.
I look up to see him. It’s the same stupid asshole that’s been hitting on me for weeks. “Go away.” I growl.
“No.” He smiles as if I just challenged him.
I shake my head and Eliza comes over immediately. “Is there a problem here?” she asks me.
“He won’t stop groping me. I’m going to leave because of it,” I snap.
Give me a reason to walk out right now. I fucking dare you.
Eliza glares at him. “Do not approach Vivienne again or you will have your membership terminated, Judy.”
He curls up his top lip in disgust. “You wouldn’t terminate my membership. I have too much pull here.”
Eliza smiles. “Oh, yes I would. Just watch me.”
He looks between the two of us before he finally replies, “She’s not worth it.” He sneers. He looks me up and down and then disappears through the crowd.
“Are you okay, dear?” she asks as she runs her hand up my upper arm.
I shake my head, because in all honesty I’m not. “That guy freaks me out. He won’t leave me alone. He’s been hassling me every shift.”
She watches him as he walks through the crowd. “Ignore Judy. He’s on my list and I’m watching him. He’s harassing another girl as well. I’m