Hired

Chapter 8

Eva

I closed my eyes for a split second, trying to wipe off the remaining glimpse of sleep off my eyes, before opening them and continuing my walking through the busy streets of Italy,

I need to find Nate, but first I need to find a job and a place to stay, I looked ahead of the road, spotting a bakery shop, I crossed over to it and requested for a job, I don't care what I do, I just need a roof over my head and some food,

"I am sorry, but we can help you.." A lady at the counter said rudely to me,

"I don't mind, I will do anything.." I pleaded.

"I can't help you, Miss. leave before I call the cops.." she threatened reaching out to the phone, I stormed out of the door before she could,

I can't get myself deported yet, I have to find out where they are holding Nate hostage.

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I've been walking on this busy streets for hours, but unfortunately, I couldn't get a job at any place, one mere look at me and they throw out, no one wants to hire an English homeless girl,  amidst my thoughts, I spotted a newsstand and walked over to it, I grabbed a newspaper and began searching for any vacant jobs or wanting employees, but there is a minor problem, these are written in Italian, I looked up at the vendor and smiled faintly,

"Compra o no?" he shot,

"English.."

"Oh, non puoi leggere Italiano?"

I stared at him puzzled, he shakes slightly and he reached out to the corner, pulling out a pile of old newspapers, "Tutto questo sono giornali inglesi ma nessuno li compra piu ' "He says handing them over to me,

I began searching through them and thankfully they were all written in English, my eyes came across the part that read,

'Wanted waitress for Venus Milano.' A waitresses at a famous club? This won't work either, I have to keep a very low profile, but I should probably check it out, I turned back to the vendor, pointing at the address of theplace, "Where?"

"Ah, Venus Milano?"

I nodded hysterically, "Si, where's it?"

He stepped out from behind the stand to me, " È un locale notturno." he says pointing at a building, " È dietro quel palazzo, ma non sono aperti fino alle 8."

He directs and I nod slightly, handing him back his pile of newspapers, "Obrigado.." I tell him, I'm not even sure if that's Italian, "but I don't have dinnhero to pay you.." I stuttered,

He groaned annoyed, "Vai.."  He shot at me and I startled, fastening my steps, towards the direction he had pointed,

I speed walked until I was in front of the building, I moved further behind it and spotted a sign that read boldly, 'Venus Milano.' I fixed my dress and took a deep breath, before taking small steps towards the big doors,

A man opened the door for me and I walked into the fancy club, I walked towards the bar and approached a lady on a pink weave, standing behind the counter, "Ciao, come posso aiutarla?"

"I am looking for a job and saw that you guys are hiring."

"Sì, siamo." She replied, moving from behind the counter, "follow me." She said and I followed her behind to a door that read, 'Manager.' on it, "wait here." She says and opened the door, leaving me behind.

After a few minutes she opened the door again and gestured me in, I entered the huge office and was greeted by a man in a black overall, seated behind a desk.

"Please, sit down.." He begins,

I nod and take a chair in front of me, "What's your name?" He asked, if I am to keep a very low profile, I need a change of name.

"Maria Mendez.." I lied,

"So Ms. Mendez, can you dance?" He asked in a serious tone, I stared at him puzzled, trying to figure out how being a waitress has to do with dancing,

"Yes.." I replied, "but I am real need of a job and I read you're hiring."

He leaned closer his eyes turning emotionless, "I can tell you're running from someone, but you're in luck, in this club we don't judge, everyone is accepted here as long as they behave and fetch me good money..." He said his face turning into a smile,

"That being said, you're hired, you would start with serving the customers for now, your fee is $100 per night, all side tips you gain from the customers are all yours to keep."

My eyes widened and a big smile appeared on my face, "You just need to fill in this information." He said handing me a paper,

I took it from him and filled in the information, but leaving the home address section empty, once I was done filling, I handed it back to him, he took it from me and read through it,

"Are you homeless?" He asked and I nodded, "I have a room for my girls, you're allowed to stay as long as you want, just pay your rent and stay out trouble.."

I nodded understanding,

He reached out to the phone on his desk and called in someone, barely a minute later the girl I had met at the bar walked in, "Show her to the spare room." He tells her while glancing at my clothes, "and get her some new clothes and do something about that funky hair of hers.." He said to her and she nodded, before gesturing me to follow her,

I followed her down a hall filled with skimpy and almost naked girls and as we made it through, I got a couple of stares from them, I guess it's because of how I look. I definitely don't fit in here, but I need the money.

We stopped in front of a stall door and she opened it for me, "This is your new room." She said to me and I walked into the small room, It had a bed, a closet, and an adjoining bathroom,

The girl scanned down my body for a while, "what's your size, kitten?" She asked,

"I don't know.." I replied,

"Um, you're definitely a size 3." She muttered to herself, "Anyway, you shower, there are some sweats in the closet, put them on, have your beauty rest and I will see you in the evening." She smiled,

"Thank you.." I muttered,

"What's your name?" She asked, with the smile not leaving her face,

"Maria.." I lied,

"Maria, nice...I'm Nicky but I go by pink."

That explains the pink weave, "don't worry we will figure out a better name for you, Maria is just plain boring for this place.." She said, what kind of place have I gotten myself into?

"I have to go, I will see you later." she rushed out the door and as she left I sprawled myself on the bed,  wondering once again what I have gotten myself into.

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