Chapter 44
KADENCE
Blaize’s rejection stung a lot more than I thought it would. I spent the last few days avoiding contact with her because I thought it would help relieve the constant ache, but it didn’t work. My emotions are screaming that I was attached to her, but I knew those feelings weren’t reciprocated.
I wanted to gain some control, so I decided to dance after some guidance from Dr. Williams. Stripping wasn’t something I was fully comfortable with yet, but I’ve been obsessed with heel dancing for years.
It was hot; I’d feel sexy and empowered, and it'd drive the crowd wild. I just hoped they wouldn’t be upset from not seeing my tits.
My nerves were skyrocketing simply because Dominic’s voice taunted me in the back of my mind, calling me worthless and demeaning me and my body.
I knew Blaize would be out there. Hunter’s eyes practically lit up like the Fourth of July when I told her I wanted to dance.
I don’t know why I cared, but I knew Blaize would be watching me intently.
Hopefully, after this dance, I’d have enough confidence to confront Blaize and ask her for what I wanted. One way or another, she would fuck me.
The dancing was intense.
Everyone in that room wanted to touch me, but knowing they couldn’t made it even better.
The money flying my way also made it worth it.
But what made it even better was seeing the desire swimming in Blaize’s eyes.
She probably thought I didn’t see her, but I caught her the second I came out on stage, trying to hide.
She came out here for me. I was sure she’d never admit it.
For the first time in years, I felt amazing. Confident. Sexy.
One of the guys collected the money as I ran off stage, and Annika stopped me, grabbing my arms. She would always be my favorite hype woman. “Kadence, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I have three boyfriends!”
I laughed, pulling her to the back. “I danced a little in high school before rebelling. I always liked it.”
“Well, you and me, we’ll definitely need to do a dance together.”
‘Yes, ma’am, as long as those stud muffins don’t try to kill me for touching you.”
“I’m pretty sure I’ll have to be worried about my boss firing me and kicking my ass afterward for touching you.”
I rolled my eyes so hard that they threatened to pop out of my skull.
“Blaize doesn’t want me.” I didn’t tell her what I had planned because I wanted to ensure she agreed before I told Annika. “Watching your show was intense, and I needed to get off. That’s as far as our relationship is going to go. She’s my boss. Nothing more, nothing less.”
“Please, I don’t believe that.”
“Believe what you want, babe,” I told her, pushing my hair off my shoulder. “Anyways, I need to pee.” I walked away and made a beeline for the bathroom.
Tonight had been a rollercoaster of emotions, but at least I was healing slowly from my trauma, finally being away from a toxic home life and an even more toxic boyfriend.
Eventually, my truth would come out, but right now, I wanted to enjoy life again.
It’d been so long since I was able to just live.
Up until now, I was only surviving until the universe decided to take me out.
I washed my hands before splashing water over my face. I’d rock the smudge grunge makeup look for the last hour before going back to the house. Looking up, I saw Blaize behind me, and I gasped before she was up against me and pinning me to the wall.
“Why the fuck did you have to come to my town and mess with my fucking head?” Her hand gripped tightly around my throat, and her body crushed mine. I tried to move, but her thigh grinded into my pussy, and I moaned instead. Her eyes flashed, but she didn’t move.
“Let me go.”
“Not until you tell me what I want to know.” I narrowed my eyes on her.
“If I wanted to be treated like this, I’d go back to fucking Manhattan.” My eyes snapped shut.
Fuck.
“New York? Why the hell did you decide to come to Washington?”
“It’s none of your concern.”
“You work in my club, with my people. If you hurt them, I will end you.”
I scoffed. “I’m trying to exist here, okay?
! I got a fresh start and just want a normal fucking life, but with you, I can’t have it!
” She arched her brow. “I haven’t felt alive in a very long time, but you make me feel something.
I refuse to feel like this because you can’t express your fucking emotions.
You feel it, too, whatever the hell this is between us. ”
“I feel nothing between us, Kadence.”
I failed to hide the wince I made, her words slapping me in the face.
“That’s a fucking lie, and you know it. This,” I grinded my hips into her, “is a raging inferno waiting to explode. You want to fuck me just as much as I want you. Your fingers in my pussy were nothing compared to what you really want to do to me, Blaize.”
“So you want to give me your body like a whore?” I expected…something? A reaction. To cringe. To recoil and retreat completely from her at the word, but I…liked it. I should not like that word falling from her lips.
“I want to be your whore for one night. That’s all. Like I said, I don't want you to love me. I only want you to fuck me. You have free rein.” Her hand gripped my throat tighter, pushing me into the mirror. I was surprised it didn’t shatter from the tension.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“I’m a big girl, I can handle it.”
“One night?” I nodded as she let go of my throat altogether, her cheeks flush a light pink.
“That’s all I want, and then we can be over.”
“Tomorrow. 9:00 p.m. Trench coat. Black thong and heels. Don’t be late.”
That was all she said before she walked out of the bathroom, leaving me soaked and terrified. I didn’t know what I agreed to, but I was ready for it.