บท 75: You Don't Owe Me

"This is a bad idea," Arianna muttered to herself when she found herself on stage. 

It had seemed easy when Victor planted this crazy idea in her head - having vengeance on Marcel in a harmless way - but now she was staring at the crowd that had all eyes on her, the confidence she mustered for the past hour faded instantly. 

Victor got her the instant he announced Marcel would be attending this party for her sake - to keep an eye on her, mind you. He then deepened his bait, saying it was an opportunity to piss him off royally without getting a bullet lodged in between her head. 

Dancing with the strippers. 

Well, letting go, that was what Victor had called it. He went through her background and found out she had a thing for dancing. Marcel would be fucking mad when he sees her with the strippers and that was when Arianna knew she wanted to make hurt him.