Cora Smith:

Hello, my name is Cora Smith, I was abandoned at the age of seven by my family in Babel, and since then it was the only home I knew.

Babel is a bar run by Martina Huertas, a woman of neither bad nor good reputation, she is only interested in the business and that her merchandise produces, and by merchandise I mean me and the many girls who are in Babel.

We all serve a purpose here, some are waitresses, others are companions, no one is here by obligation, except for me, of course. According to Martina, I owe her a great fortune, she made me what I am. The best entertainment dancer in Babel. Besides, I am the favorite of the men. I have a beautiful voluptuous body, a weapon of lust for many.

I am not a prostitute, no. I have not yet reached that level and I hope I never get there. I only aspire to either pay my debt to Martina or escape from here.

Today, like so many nights, I had to do my special. I was in my dressing room, touching up my makeup and hair.

"" Cora, five minutes to go on "" Martina announces to me. With a smile that is only reflected by the amount of money I will make her earn today.

Who would say that a dancer could earn so much money, but men want more, what they cannot touch and that is me. The favorite and, therefore, they would be willing to pay any price to see me dance.

I could hear the ovations in the great hall, my name being called. Cora, they all shouted with voices full of excitement.

Faced with this, my stomach felt bad and I suppressed the vomit that was about to come out, I was disgusted, I wanted to get out of here.

Instead, I faced Martina showing my best mask and smiled brightly --- I'm ready ---

She inspects me from top to bottom --- good job, make me earn a lot of money --- she says, opening my robe a little more so that my breasts are more visible.

I was about to hit her hand, but I avoided it, in the past I hadn't fared very well resisting.

My special outfit tonight was a red lace bra and matching panties. This outfit left nothing to the imagination. I was almost naked, my only protection was the red silk robe that covered me like armor, but sooner or later I would have to leave it before entering the stage.

My feet were shod with red sandals, which would have seemed cute to me, if I didn't wear them in this horrendous place.

"" Ready? "" Martina asks

"" Of course "" I smiled and took a deep breath preparing for the act.

Alejandro Balem:

I was sitting at one of the tables in front of the stage.

Alejandro Balem

"" Sir, you will see that you will not regret it "" says Ricky, my best friend and my trusted man. He places his hands on my shoulders, hitting them enthusiastically. I watch him irritated, he brought me almost by force to this place, it was one of our bars, owned by the Balem family.

Ricky

But I had never come, since it was one of the new acquisitions that my father made, about a month ago. I looked at the stage with boredom, I wasn't so sure that this dancer so famous in Babel, was going to take away my bad mood.

The reason? My parents, to inherit the family empire, I had to get married, it was a requirement in all mafias. Family was the most important thing and, therefore, the basis of the mafia's strength or so I heard.

In other words, I would get married and create offspring and these would be my best investment in the future. My father says: It is the natural cycle of life, you get married, you have children and in the mafia this is important, children are a blessing, a fortune, tomorrow they will protect you from your enemies, they will be your staff... This sounded somewhat twisted, but it was what it was.

My father, Miguel Balem, when I turned fifteen, began to give me heavy jobs such as settling scores, that is, eliminating certain people. Like delinquent debtors, or simply people who wanted to harm the family.

Don't get me wrong, I loved my parents and my younger sister Valeria, but my father sometimes treated me like a hired assassin, it was something I don't know, despicable for my mafia standards.

Although the sting of knowing this truth was more bearable, thanks to the fact that my title of mafia made me powerful, rich and therefore I could have everything a man would want to have. Women.

But once again my father ruins my plans, he wanted me to get married and that didn't sit well with me at all.

"" Gentlemen with you, your favorite dancer Cora Smith "" says a red-haired woman in her forties, beautiful for her age, but still outside my standards.

Martina Huertas

The whole room erupted in ovations, I looked at them surprised. Could this woman be as beautiful as they said? I doubted it, I had not met the first woman who completely dazzled me. They all seemed the same to me and only for one purpose, to have them in my bed at the end of the night and to give me a good sexual pleasure.

The lights went out and for a moment curiosity invaded me.

A light came on and a beautiful young woman appeared, with a brown complexion, wavy black hair that cascaded down her back.

Cora Smith

I directed my gaze further down and saw what every man would want to see, a pair of large, full breasts. Covered by a fine red lace fabric. My gaze went further down, her waist was thin and I sighed in disappointment. Her panties were not translucent. More, however, these clung to her wide hips.

She wasn't the typical skinny girl with a model's body that I slept with. This one was more... wild, her little face was angelic, but her body was devilish. My type of woman, my dream.

Cora:

I was nervous all the time as always, chills covered my body and not in a good way. I always feared that today would be the day Martina would sell my virginity.

I saw the attendees and it was the same, fat and disgusting men. So I forced myself to close my eyes.

The music started and I began to sway my hips to the rhythm of "love me like you do by Ellie Goulding". I knew the routine by heart.

"You're the light, you're the night"

"You are the color of my blood"

"You're the cure, you're the pain"

"You're the only thing I want to touch."

.... and I started to run my hands all over my body and move my hips sensually, I swung my hair from side to side.

When I finished I heard applause and ovations from the men and of course the characteristic sound of the bundles of bills that were thrown on the stage.

I looked longingly at the money, if only I could take a roll and get out of here. But no, Mrs. Martina always watched my movements like a hawk stalking its prey.

"" Cora, Cora, Cora "" they all shouted and I just wanted them to stop. Thank God I only perform once a day. I moved away from the stage and took the red robe from one of the women who helped in Babel and put it on with relief.

Alejandro Balem:

"I didn't know it could mean so much"

"So much...You are fear, I don't care"

"Because I've never been so high"

"Follow me into the darkness"

"Let me take you beyond the satellites..."

The music kept playing and I didn't take my eyes off her body for a single second, off her hands and where she put them, she had me completely spellbound, she climbed on that pole, which was as sensual as she was and finished dancing.

I didn't hesitate for a second when I said to Ricky, without taking my eyes off Cora --- I want her for me---

He laughs with grace --- Didn't I tell you? I told you this woman could get you out of your routine ---

I nodded, annoyed, and looked away. Cora, she was special, who knows if she was a prostitute or not. But she was still special and I didn't want her to be referred to as a fleeting pleasure.

I looked around and there were a lot of men, too many and I was thinking that I would have to eliminate them all, because they had seen my Cora and that made me angry.

"" I want to see her now-"I said to Ricky"

"" Alejo, calm down, she's not a prostitute, she's not for sale-"he says"

I watched him with a smile, it was even better than I expected. But at the same time I looked at him angrily --- I am Alejandro Balem, my father owns this place, and I am the most feared mobster in this territory, make her see me--- I said and Ricky nodded nervously, we could be friends, but that he would defy my authority? That's not going to happen.

Cora:

I was in the shower cleaning the dirt from their obscene looks. I scrubbed my body very well with the sponge and when I finished I dressed in a baggy sweatshirt, which was one of my favorite outfits.

The pink sweatshirt covered me from head to toe and it was great, I didn't want to feel watched. Although I doubt that I would feel that way in my room, but I would wear it anyway, it made me feel safe.

Suddenly a knock on the door surprised me, after my performances no one came except Martina, but she came in like she owned the place and this was unusually strange.

My hands started to sweat and this was worrying, what if it was one of those fat men who wanted to possess my body.

They knocked insistently again and... I took a baseball bat that Martina gave me for special cases and this was considered exactly special and conducive to hitting whoever was behind my door.

"" Who is it? "" I asked, clutching the bat in my hands and twisting them on it, preparing myself.

"he... I was wondering if...my boss wants to have a private meeting with you, Miss Cora....-"

At his words I was alarmed, if he wanted me alone it could only mean one thing, and why on earth didn't Martina realize that two strangers had entered? ---- That's not possible, I'll call Martina, no one can come without authorization...---.

Alejandro:

I rolled my eyes the whole time, I don't know why I had Ricky talk, he wouldn't get me in. Like the mobster I was, I pushed the door and opened it without being invited and revealed myself to Cora.

I looked her up and down, she didn't have her previous flashy outfit, but it wasn't as if this sweatshirt didn't look sexy on her. It was pink and she was wearing bunny slippers and her hair was tied in a big bun on top of her head. She looked really seductive, with clothes or without them. --- hello --- I said with a smile.

Cora:

He was the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life. I watched him shamelessly, perfect nose, blue eyes, black hair, pale complexion, it was as if I was seeing one of those guys from that series of Vampire Diaries, Daimon more explicitly. I continued to explore, he was tall, he must have been around one meter eighty. His clothes were expensive, he was wearing a black suit, which clung to his muscular body. I was sure I had my mouth open and I was literally drooling.

This mysterious man laughs at me and I manage to hear a beautiful and sexy laugh. Then he says --- I'm sure I always cause that effect on women --- he runs his fingers, adorned with silver rings, over his lips, covering his cheeky smile.

These words brought me back to earth, I frowned and found my voice --- you can't be here, so I ask you to leave --- I crossed my arms and he lowered his gaze to my breasts.

My mistake, I didn't have a bra and I was sure my nipples were showing through the thin fabric of the jacket.

The man next to him sighed audibly and the mysterious man gave him a bad look... as if he was annoyed that his friend was looking at me.

I lowered my arms and loosened my jacket more to prevent my little friends from being seen.

The mysterious man sighs, returning his blue eyes to me --- I'm Alejandro Balem---- he says, extending a hairy, strong hand to me and... ahh I loved those hands!.

I refused to shake his hand and looked at him stubbornly --- I don't care who you are, get out of my room--- I said and his eyes looked at me badly but I didn't care, I walked and passed him almost brushing my shoulder with Alejandro's. I approached the door and opened it wider for him and his friend to leave.

"No-" Alejandro says without turning around

I watched the man accompanying him and he seemed nervous and scared. I also started to get scared but I remembered that I had the bat in my hand and this gave me hope. If I had to hit them to make them leave, I would. Although I would regret damaging that beautiful face.

"You won't talk to me like that-" says Alejandro turning around. In a second he was far from me and the next he took big strides, imposingly reaching my personal space. I took a deep breath, surprised, and in the process his cologne reached my nostrils and it was as exquisite as he was.

I cleared my throat and focused --- I'll talk to you however I want, since you have entered my room without permission and you are invading my personal space --- I pushed him and Alejandro looked at me surprised. He looked at his chest and my hand, it seems that he had a very inflated ego and could not stand this type of treatment, well too bad for him.

Alejandro:

I was so angry, no one talked to me like that and even less a woman... but once again this was not just any woman, my blood was boiling violently, she dared me to take her right here.

That bat in her hand only made me more aroused, that she wanted to threaten me was also charming, if she knew what I could do to her.

"I just want some time with you doll I'll pay you well-" I said I was sure this would be resolved with sex and it would get her out of my system.

She looked at me indignantly ---I'm not a prostitute, idiot, I'm a dancer, now --- she raised her bat to try not to what, --- get out both of you, or else...--- but that violence in her black eyes enchanted me. Would she be like that in bed? I hoped so.

"....what are you going to do we are two against one-" I said and her sweet eyes filled with fear, this made me feel bad. I didn't want to see her like that.

I tried to say something, but she started screaming for help. Shit, Ricky looked at me alarmed, and as stupid as it was I was too and I don't know why, this woman made us run away like that, especially me, the most feared mobster.

"Alejo we have to leave or your father...-" I raised a hand to shut him up, I knew that my father would not see this in a good light and even more so if I had entered this place without authorization, which was not mine yet.

I tried to approach Cora, but she raised the bat more. I gave her a smile --- we'll see each other soon my princess--- she frowned confused by the nickname I gave her and I took advantage of that moment of confusion to approach and give her a kiss.

Then I separated and left her room, I managed to hear from her--- unhappy bastard---, I smiled, I wanted to kiss that dirty little mouth again.

Cora:

That wretch had kissed me. My fingers were still on my lips, it had been my first kiss and that wild, sexy man had stolen it.

I knew I was being immature, because in the place where I lived and because of the job I had, I wasn't allowed to dream. But a small part very deep inside me still clung to that feeling that maybe I could have a fairy tale ending...

"Cora-" Martina yells, I got out of bed. Where I had fallen after my kiss with Alejandro.

Martina's desperate shouts were getting closer. Anyone would think she cared about me, but that wasn't the case, she only cared about her merchandise, about her money.

When I saw Martina in the doorway, she sighed in relief --- girl I heard you scream and I thought the worst--- she came over and started to inspect me --- did anyone touch you?, are you still pure? --- she asks alarmed, I don't think it would be good to tell her that that man kissed me.

"I'm fine-" I said a little annoyed by her attitude.

"Good, then why did you scream, you almost scared me to death-" she says touching her chest dramatically.

"Two men came into my room-" I said annoyed with her, after all she was my caregiver. I continued "" how is that possible? "" my voice sounded insecure and nervous. The fear of what they could have done to me, or anyone, weighed on me. I couldn't wait any longer, I had to escape, I wouldn't be any man's toy, I would protect my virtue at all costs, it was the most valuable thing I had and no one would take it from me.

"Two men?, good heavens, but...-" she says and her eyes turn to fury, "those idiots will pay for this-" Martina says walking away, she wouldn't allow them to touch her favorite.

Before leaving she says --- lock the door and don't open it to anyone, unless it's me--- she says without another word and slams the door.

I sighed frustrated and did as she told me.

The following night...

I was back in my dressing room, getting ready for my show, this time I was dressed as an Angel. Although my lingerie was translucent and I didn't think angels looked like that, but whatever.

I left my dressing room with Martina, she was ahead to escort me, watching the whole place like a hawk. There were more men guarding the corridors. After what happened the night before, Martina didn't want to take any risks.

I rolled my eyes, she treated me as if I were her most valuable jewel and that annoyed me, I wasn't a thing heavens!, I was a person of flesh and blood. I sighed frustrated, I couldn't wait to leave this place.

Once on stage I started dancing as usual, and that's when I saw him. Alejandro was sitting near the stage, his blue eyes were two ice marbles, he was angry. He looked at my outfit and the men present with contained anger.

This made me smile, who did he think he was to look at me possessively. I was not his and I wouldn't be anyone's.

I don't know why I did it but this time I didn't close my eyes and I kept looking at Alejandro, this time my hips danced to the rhythm of the music of "Earned It, by The Weeknd".

I sat on a chair and started rocking in it, doing my choreography...I didn't take my eyes off him and he had me trapped in it. But at the same time I wanted to tell him that I was untouchable, he would never have me....

Alejandro:

Seeing her in that tiny outfit, although sexy, made me angry, because all the unhappy bastards were seeing what was mine. I was about to do something reckless when Cora started dancing in that chair so seductively without taking her eyes off me.

"Bad kitty" I smiled at her, she liked to play with fire. The anger was diminishing, Cora's eyes were only on mine and I didn't know why she was doing it, but I didn't care.....she made me stop just with her gaze, if she hadn't, this place would be a complete bloodbath....

Relief once again came to me, I don't know why I was worried, today Cora would be in my mansion, I had everything planned. I would get her out of Babel.