Maybe she could buy herself some more time. There was a pole on the stage and now there was music. She could drag it out until someone got there.
But no one was coming to save her. If Dante’s men knew where they had taken her, they should’ve been there by now. She was on her own. She wouldn’t give up. Maybe Dante’s guys had let him know she was taken, and he was getting back up. But how long would that take? Whenever that was.
Hope faded that someone would get there before she was raped. She would be there for days, if not weeks.
She only had herself to depend on.
Finished with her sweater, she went to her pants. Madison told herself it was just like she was swimming. She was just stripping down to her swimsuit. That’s all she was doing.
It didn’t matter that she would wear a one piece and no one had seen this much of her body besides Dante. It was just her stomach and that was fine. She was ok.
Madison wouldn’t take off any more than that. She hoped her pole skills would keep them mesmerized. She started a routine.
Chapter 21
When Dante got to the club, Lucca, Gabe, and some men also pulled in. All hell was going to break loose. Gabe handed him a gun and then he charged into the club. It was dead inside as not a lot of people were going to be there on a Wednesday afternoon. Inside, the bar looked empty and was dark, but there was a line of guys that led to a back room.
When he got closer, he could see they surrounded a stage, and Madison was on it, dancing.
The guys were distracted by Madison’s show and didn’t notice more guys coming in.
He went up to a guy at the back.
“What’s happening?”
“A show before the train ride. She was supposed to be stripping, but she hasn’t taken anything else off.” The guy didn’t even look at Dante. His eyes were trained on Madison who had her eyes closed.
He wished he had gotten there sooner. He knew how private she was with her body, and he was thankful for the privilege to see her body every time she chose to show him. And now these guys were getting to see what was his, or at least had been until he fucked it up.
“Take the rest off.”
“Yeah, I want to see your tits.”
“And that pussy.”
That was never going to happen, but before Dante could say something, one of the men rushed the stage and pulled Madison off the pole and yanked at her bra.
Dante knew he wasn’t going to get there in time, but it wouldn’t stop him from trying.
The only problem was that as Dante also moved toward the stage. Other guys rushed the stage too.
In slow motion, the first guy pulled Madison down and reached for her top, and then like a scene out of a movie, Madison pulled something from her hair and shoved it into his neck. Blood spurted out, and Madison took off running.
That’s when it got crazy. One guy caught Madison by the hair and smacked her. That was the last thing the guy did, before Dante’s fist introduced itself to the guy’s face.
The guy’s head snapped back, and confusion shown on his face and then he was down. Dante could hear fighting all around him, but all he could focus on was Madison.
She ran into his arms and he wrapped them around her. “You’re safe. It’s ok, baby. I’m here. I’m here now.”
Madison shook in his arms. He picked her up and cradled her close to his chest.
“I need you to hold on while I get you out of here.”
Dante trusted his guys to have his back as he took Madison out and put her in his car. “Keep the door locked while I go back in. Don’t open it for anyone.”
Madison grabbed on to his arm. “Don’t leave me. Please.”
“I’ve got to make sure my guys are safe. I promise I’ll be right back and I’ll never leave you alone again.” Dante ran back into the clubhouse, but his guys were all coming out. No one looked hurt so he turned and got in his car to take Madison home.
