A Soldier's Love (closed)

Robert smoked some designer canabis while Daniella soaked in the tub. He was passed out when she was done, not even under the covers yet. There was a light knock at the door, Estelle had been sent by Jack with a plate full of his favorite meal and a note that read. "You need to put on some weigh little bird, here's my favorite meal of Estelles, eat up."

Estelle was nervous, she knew it would be bad news for all of them if Robert caught them passing notes like teenagers.
 
Stepping into the hall wrapped up in her robe and looking to Estella with a sigh. Estella set the food down and hugged her. She had come to view Daniella as her own just like Robert and Jack.

Tell Jack nothing she whispered to Estella picking up the food and slipping back into the room. She had never really eaten alot to begin with her whole life but she doubted Jack would listen. The note she had to get rid of and returned to the restroom to tear it to tiny tiny pieces and flush.
 
"Forgive... nothing? Jack mean no harm. He just worry for you." She wrung her hands. "Jack a good boy, know how to treat a lady." Seeing that her advice was clearly not wanted, she put her hands up and sighed. "Yes, yes, I say nothing... don't like, but I say nothing." She put a hand over her heart. "You eat, though."
 
She agreed to eat and ate the food quietly in her sitting room door locked just in case. Estella and everyone were so different from Robert... She wondered about that for a bit till she finally went to sleep in bed trying not to think about what all she would wake up to.
 
"Wake up!" Robert growled for the fifth time, nudging Daniella. He'd awoke to find her sleeping, a stack of plates on the floor next to her bed. Once she cracked an eye open, he tossed a small box on the bed next to her. "Doing a little midnight snacking, I see..." he said coolly as he put on a suit and tie. "Kind of odd for you... I want you to take that pregnancy test, I've got a meeting in twenty minutes, I don't want to go into it worrying that I got you pregnant."

"You've got to dance today too, one of the girls quit, leaving a slot open. Better hurry, you've got less than an hour before you're on stage."
 
She did not remember bringing the dishes out of the sitting room but perhaps she had. Going and taking the test she knew would come back negative. Leaving the proof on the bed she got a bag together and left the room calling to Estella about calling for her car to be brought out she apparently had to work today.

Estella called back to her about her driver being sick and she would ask Jack to drive her to work if he was not busy. Robert would not argue with Estella and would never fire her so she could keep her word to Daniella and yet still innocently put Jack and Daniella together.
 
Jack was at her door mere minutes after Robert left. He wore a pair of tight, faded blue jeans and white tank top, a leather jacket slung over his shoulder. His short dark brown hair was still damp from showering and some stubble was starting to show. He wore a woodsy cologne that mixed well with the Irish spring he used.

He knocked at Daniellas door and leaned against the wall, waiting for her. "Estella said you needed a ride to work?" He asked, tentatively. "It's Jack..." he added.
 
Yeah... Jack...

She walked out of the room and nodded to him.

It would seem a dancer quit and he wants me to dance for once.

She was not sure what to say or do just hurried past him heading to the door to get to the car.
 
Jack watched her hurry away, wondering what the hell her problem was. She'd been acting cooly toward him from the very start. Granted, he did pry into her and Roberts business a little but he didn't think that warrented this kind of dismissive attitude. He was just trying to be a nice guy and make sure she was being treated right. He knew how posessive his brother could get.

He might be younger, but thanks to the army he wasn't the weakling he used to be. All his brother had on him now was money. He pushed off the wall and followed Daniella out to the car. "You dance, huh? Mind if I stick around and watch?" He asked as he opened the car door for her.
 
She was scared of anything that could remotely get her more trouble with Robert and his little brother she knew he would use against her. She was always on guard and wary about everything and e eryone.

I guess that would be fine...

She smiled a little getting in the car trying to mentally set herself and checking to make sure there is no sign of bruising or anything.
 
"Really?" He had been expecting her to ask him not to stay. "Great! So... what kind of routine do you do? Anything fancy? I've only been to one or two clubs... I like burlesque shows, the girls really get creative with them. Is that what you do?" He asked as he got in and started the engine, pulling out of the estates drive way.

He glanced up at her in the rear view mirror as it looked like she was checking herself over. "You look great." He offered with a smile.
 
You will just have to see... Just don't get your hopes up too much after all Robert only bought into it not create it. It's still just a strip club.

Hearing him tell her she looked great gave her hope that she had covered any bruises well enough.

Thank you Jack.

She told him the address and sat back falling into that mindset. Curious what Robert was really up to with all of this.
 
"Oh, mysterious... I like that. Hey, you're the talent, it's what you make it, it doesn't have to be just a strip club... our mother used to say, you get back what you put into things. Maybe Bobby forgot that, but I sure havent."

He was surprised when she thanked him and slowly looked her over again in the mirror. "Hey, no problem, my pleasure, really." He flashed her a smile. Maybe she wasn't as stuck up as he thought .

He drove the rest of the way quietly and when they got theere, he left the car running and got out to open her door for her again. "Hope I didn't make you too late. I'll park the car and look for you in a few. Knock em dead, Daniella!"
 
I normally do...

She hurried in and apparently surprised everyone at her presence till the owner manager walked over.

Your other half ordered this... Something about making a point to you or someone else or both... Who knows one dance though he just said you had to work didn't say how many or how long.

She nodded her boss had learned too late he had gotten in bed with a viper so to speak so she appreciated any slack he cut her. After all he was just following orders. She was going to dance... One dance but she was dancing.

Let me guess. Get the Vincent on stage?

She smiled nodding and took off backstage.
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~The curtain opens on her sitting on a 52 Vincent Black lightning wearing black leather tear away pants and black leather corset with crimson hair billowing down her back.

*The song started slower that most but the way she worked it out to help the story of the song be explained and still end up naked stretched out over the motorcycle that brings all the patrons here to their knees usually.

Oh says Red Molly to James "That's a fine motorbike.
A girl could feel special on any such like"
Says James to Red Molly "My hat's off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme"

*She started the dance moving around the bike glancing wickedly over her shoulder to the people there in the room, she spotted Jack there and while keeping a poker face she doubted he recognized her with the wig so she just kept dancing. Sitting on the bike and using it as even more a part of her routine. Kicking one leg straight out and up over the handlebars she stood from the bike stalking out the length of the stage she first removed the top tossing it to the side as she stalked the stage*

I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man.
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen,
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine.
Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you.
And if fate should break my stride
Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride"

*She leaned down to Jack and winked as she let her hair fall pointing to him as it said I have robbed many a man before turning with a wriggle of her rear and continuing to dance letting the tear away pants slowly fall from her with every step*

*With the sadder notes of the song that tell about James dying she sank to the floor as if near the body looking to her hands as her shoulders and torso undulated as if sinking into sorrow.

Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
Said "I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"

Standing then she looked back to the audience and then to the bike and with a big sensual finish walked back to the bike as the song found its end and laid back on the bike naked hair bilowing over the back tire smiling*

And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride.

She then headed back in the back to the roar of the audience
 
Jack took a seat near the stage and ordered a drink,this was going to be a good night, he thought. Mere minutes later, the lights dimmed and Daniella took the stage, completely transformed, he almost didn't recognize her!

She commanded the stage with her presence, giving the best kind of performance, the kind that told a story. She was so strong and confident here, it made him wonder why she wasn't the same around his brother.

When her cloths started coming off Jack shifted in his seat, his body instantly reacting to her smoldering sexuality. Let's face it, seeing her naked made him Hornier than a Jack Rabbit in the middle of May!

She really knew her stuff, singling him out like that... He looked up at her with lust in his eyes and mouthed the words "hot damn" to her as she pointed at him. And the view she left him with, of her perfect ass... yeah, he was going to need a few minutes to cool down after this...

The song came to its bittersweet ending, leaving her laying on the bike, her smooth skin lit by alternating red and blue stage lights, her crimson hair flitting in the air. She was like something right out of a music video.

The lights dimmed again and she left the stage to a raucous round of applause.

Jack downed his drink, tugged at his pants, trying to alleviate the discomfort of a painfully constrained erection and went awkwardly over to the corner where she had originally went back stage.

A bouncer immediately blocked his psth, shaking his head, his meaty arms folded over his barrel chest.

"Hey, take it easy, big guy, I wasn't going back there, I'm just waiting for Daniella to come out. I'm her ride."

The big man clearly didn't believe him and started walking him back against a wall.
 
Don't even think about it Andrei.

Daniella's voice called out.

That is Robert's little brother now unless Robert has said anything to you about him that you would like to share them... Back off.

It would not have surprised her if he had wanted this overgrown gorilla to make a point with Jack Robert had used Andrei before like that but she had hope that was not the case.
 
Andrei backed off, giving Daniella a nod.

"Thanks, things were about to get ugly..." Jack said under his breath as he took Daniella by the arm and walked away.

"Your show was awesome! Why don't you do more? You're very... talented and... um..." he glanced briefly at her breasts. "You have a great body. You seem to like performing too..."
 
My dancing only happens when it suits or helps your brother since we got together. That's why I wonder why he said someone quit and I had to dance and how convenient my driver was sick but I have a couple of theories about that.

She walked with him back to the car. Her mind puzzling over how someone like Jack could be related to Robert.

So how was Robert growing up?

Might as well make some sort of small talk while they drove home.
 
"Seriously, you only get to dance at his whim? You can't just decide to go to work on your own?"

Jack frowned, his brother really had gotten worse if that was true." Theories? Like what?"

He opened the door for her then got in and started the car, looking up at her in the rear view mirror. "Posessive... his toys were his and mine... were his as well... until I got older and started fighting him over them."
 
Theory that either having to have you drive me was Estella's idea or... Maybe Robert's for some reason.

She listened to what he had to say and it made a little sense now but she also knew that Robert had other ways around fighting like Andrei now.
 
"Estella, yeah, she might have had a hand in all this. I'm glad, it gives use a chance to really talk. Look,I'm just going to be blunt with you, I know abuse when I see it. The women in Iraq would check to make sure the bruises were hidden, just like you. Now, I couldn't do shit for them but I sure as hell can do something about this. If my brother is ducking hurting you, you need to tell me. Okay? We can do something about it, you and I.
 
He was sweet... Very attractive and clearly unaware of just how dark and ruthless his older brother had become. She still didn't fully trust that Andrei was not part of some ploy of Robert's today. She was numb to the abuse feeling certain that one day Robert would go too far and the only escape she could fathom... death would free her. Her eyes darted to the mirror to his.

Jack... All couples fight argue get loud... So whatever Estella or any of the others have filled your ears with... Ignore it... Please...

The please perhaps sounded a bit pleading but she didn't notice as she fell silent.
 
"Bullshit... bullshit!" Jack was annoyed with her now, hitting the sitting wheel once, she was clearly trying to avoid confrontation. "It wasn't Estella or anyone else, it was you. The look in your eyes. The way you've been acting, you're trying to keep it all hidden, I don't know who you think you're protecting by doing this but it sure ain't yourself!"
 
Instinct reaction to the annoyance and hitting the wheel.. She jumped in a near recoil tending to try to hide it she tried to just look out the window feeling just as trapped right now as she did with Robert.
 
Jack saw her flinch and instantly regretted his outburst. "Look, I'm sorry I snapped at you, I'm just trying to help you, please Daniella, you've gotta let me help before it's too late and Robert does something to you that I can't prevent. I'm the younger brother he remembers, I've been through a lot in iraq. I know how to handle myself around guys like Andrei, if that's what you're worried about."
 
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