Refusal

The owner looked at his henchmen who had just been sent across the club and was now slumped over ****. "I don't know who you think you are, but this is my club. So no, we do not have a deal. I'm feeling generous so I'll give you one final opportunity to leave before I have my men rough you up." He said, staring Sasha down as he did so.

Sasha could only smile as she readied herself for what was going to come next. Turning her head, she looked at the wall which separated the club from the changing rooms. There were several dancers getting ready for their shifts. Probing into their minds, Sasha could tell they hated this place. The owner was abusive to his girls, and even had some of them hooked on **** to keep them under his control. "Alright, I'll do as you ask. I'll leave." Sasha said as she walked towards the curtain that separated the two rooms.

"The exit is that way!" The owner shouted as he pointed to the door Sasha had originally come from. "I know..." Sasha said as she passed through the doorway.