CHAPTER
One day earlier
“Come on. Get dressed.”
Becky kept her eyes on the floor when Xavier stomped over to her and tossed a black dress on the floor beside her. The hotel carpet was dirty and smelled like mold, but at least he had stopped kicking her.
“Get dressed,” he growled again.
Becky didn’t understand. Wasn’t it too early to start seeing anybody? And she still hadn’t eaten. It was one thing to keep her from food during the day, but at night while she was working, he always gave her something to keep up her energy.
My little business investment, he called her. But that was only when he was in a good mood. That was only when she brought home a pocket full of cash at the end of a long night. Lately, she’d had a harder time meeting quota. It wasn’t her fault. Sometimes her dates
