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"Hey Beautiful," Vivian called out strutting into the private room and shutting the door behind her
"Beautiful?" The man sitting on the designated throne for V.I.P. guest repeated in a chuckle
"Mhmm" She hummed walking up to the chair opposite him and settling "What would you like from me this evening"
"What are my options apart from getting you to dance for me... or do you offer sex?"
"I am not a prostitute, Mr.?" Vivian replied requesting for his name at the end
"Well, I don't have to pay you for it, we could just call it a relationship," he said referring to the sex talk, and she laughed because she found it amusing, he chuckled lightly, she found the option less profiting, but society would've cheered her
"Did you come for a chit chat sir?" she asked getting up and walking to the speaker provided for music, she connected her phone and went through her playlist "What song would you like sir?"
"Any acoustic music you got there, just tunes without lyrics"
"Okay," she said and played only the instrumentals of 'The Take', when the beat started, he identified the music immediately and laughed "It's not your taste? Or you really want me to play something by shakespeare, all that thing with the orchestra"
"It's good enough, it's like you were born ready for what I was going for"
"Yeah, the men here request all kinds of random songs, I've had my fair share of weird," she said reaching the pole in the room and getting on it, she wrapped her legs around the pole and moved up, she curved her body on the pole and the pole started moving round, all to the rhythm of the song, "You said it's like I was born ready for your taste" she said all while spinning slowly and steady on the pole, changing her moves carefully and elegantly, she looked at his face and his eyes were glued on her, he also had a blush on his face, and not for a moment did his smile drop; she praised herself; she was doing well
"Not technically, but why say so?"
"Because you're not acting like it," she said and he cocked his head in confusion "Why don't you come closer" she continued and he understood, the only chair close enough to her was the chair she was previously sitting on, he got up moving towards her chair as she slipped down from the pole and got on the floor, even whilst changing sitting position, he never once turned his back on her, watching her every move, enjoying her demeanor, when he sat on her chair, she crawled up to him and straddled him, she intended to have fun getting him to tell her his name, this chair was without arms, so it was easy for a lap dance, when she started whining he threw his head back because of the sensation.
"So, what is your name beautiful" she asked softly touching his face, looking at his features with his closed eyes, he would admit, he loved her calling him beautiful, she made him feel like he gave people an ethereal presence, he liked this kind of fantasy; delusion. He opened his eyes and looked at her after she asked
"Many stars" he called her as that was her stage name
"hmm" she hummed
"What if I lied about it, you're out here in a mask, and with a hidden identity; heck I don't even know your real name, why should I say mine," he said taking his hands from his side and placing it on her soft waist, using his thumb to massage her bare stomach, when he looked at her face she seemed pleased by what he was doing, she didn't even flinch, so he lowered his hands to her ass and she flexed her cheeks in his palms making both of them smile11, he couldn't help but wonder about her comfort with him if she had ever serviced someone else in the V.I.P room, did she have a level of professionalism to look this genuine with her emotions with all of them, he bit his lips to avoid asking
"But you're my boyfriend, aren't you?" she said, and he remembered the earlier relationship joke they shared
"I wouldn't want my girlfriend working in a strip club, say; do you have this kind of free discussions with your V.I.P.s? calling them your boyfriend"
"I see," she said in response to the 'I don't want a strip worker girl' talk, "You're my first V.I.P. congrats, I turned down the rest of them, I wouldn't just give this attitude to anyone don't you think"
'I don't know' he thought 'but I'd like you as my girlfriend'
"You look like you don't believe me," she replied with a pout, and in the next movement she was bent closer to his neck, he saw her doing so and stayed completely still, trying not to stutter he asked
"why won't I believe my girlfriend" Just then he felt her lips on his neck and his body shivered lightly, he didn't even know he was sensitive there, hearing what he said, she smiled on his neck and he felt it, making his pulse beat a little bit faster to his notice, his breath became a tad bit heavy, and he leaves her ass, rubbing the small of her back
"Mhmm..." she dragged, breaking her seductive character "You smell so good!" she sniffed his neck hugging him
"You're too bold stars," he said, the whole heated atmosphere reduced a little
"We are of course dating, I am Vivian, and you are?" she asked, and he chuckled, his phone vibrated in his pocket, and he took it out to pick up the call, Vivian leaned on his chest as he started rubbing her back, the caller ID read Crest
"Damien, meet me on the upper floor, room 31, there's a lot to do"
"Sure," he said and hung up
"Damien" she called out
"Yes Viv!" he said
"Oh, we are already on a nickname basis," she said as he steadily and effortlessly lifted her, then sat her down carefully on the chair
"This was fun," he said "Hope to see you again," he said and walked up to a brief bag, he took out a stack of cash, dropped it orderly on the table quietly leaving afterwards, Vivian hummed to herself, she sat there for a while thinking of all the sensations he made her feel, suddenly she thought of Ines and got up leaving to her dressing room after taking the stack.
After she was done wearing her trench coat and taking off her makeup, she called Ines's line but it rang for a while and stopped, she tried calling her a couple more times knowing Ines never left her phone behind or was she still presenting for Shawn? she thought, but then, that would be too long.
She started wondering if the Shawn guy would molest her considering his reputation, immediately, she got out of her room to the performance ground, where some other man was dancing on the pole; she started asking around if anyone saw Ines, she, of course, expected people to see her, because she could drag the attention of a crowd
"Yes, she kicked a chair, and it hit the leg of a tycoon!" a lady said
"A tycoon? Where is she now?"
"She went to that Shawn guy; I think he took her to the personal lounge"
"Okay, thank you," Vivian said leaving to the lounge area thinking they had a lot of stories to tell about Ines, when she reached the lounge, she saw Shawn walking out while saying to a guy beside him
"Damn, she's fast!"
"But there's no way she could've gotten out," the other man replied
"Please excuse me, sir, where is Dainty?" Vivian stopped Shawn and asked with Ines's code name, it had already clicked on her that something was up
"I don't know," he said "Why don't you hit me up when you see her"
"See her? She was with you!" Vivian said pissed
"Have this?" he said taking out his business card and handing it over to her, she looked at it and took it to avoid a scene, then she passed by him and went into the lounge, she searched around corners but didn't find Ines, she even called out but there was no response, she left the place immediately and started looking around when she still couldn't find her, she put on her phone tracker, where she could track Ines's phone, it led her to a room, the door was locked, but she unlocked it with a hair pin, entering the room, it looked spotless and empty, she called Ines's phone again, that's when she heard it ring in the room, she turned and saw the phone on a table with a wad of dollar bills besides.
"What is going on" she thought starting to feel anxious "I hope she's just playing with me", she said leaving the room with her phone and the money going downstairs, on her way she saw Damien, he was beside another man, a very handsome one, what was her luck with seeing angels? she thought
"Stars" he called out and she stopped, looking at him with panic in her eyes
"Hi," she says not trying to call him beautiful in front of his friend "Good evening, sir" she greeted his friend
"Evening" he responded indifferently, out of respect for Damien
"What's wrong?" Damien asked
"Well, I can't find my sister anywhere, Dainty the other dancer, and I just hope she's just playing with me cause, this is not funny" When she said it the other man thought, sisters? they don't look alike, and their skin tone is entirely different, but he kept quiet
"Hope you find her," Damien said
"Shall we?" his friend asked, and Vivian understood they were leaving; she didn't like their nonchalance but then what was their business?
"We shall; call me," Damien said giving Vivian his card she got it and sighed, she didn't like his nonchalance, but she couldn't even be rude to likable people "And don't worry, you'll find your friend," he said, and they left.
Vivian went back to the dressing room and sat down for a while, after now, she would just check the girl's lodge, no big deal.
****
"She will find her friend, right?" Damien asked Christian beside him
"I already sent her to the hospital"
"Why even shoot her?"
"I am just impulsive that's all!" he finished
"So how about the dead guy?" Damien enquired about the enemy Christian shot
"My enemies are ever active" Crest responded.
"They keep us on our toes"
"Yes" Crest spoke and opened the driver's seat of his Rolls Royce, just behind was his secretary Candice who had gone to the car to wait for them, Damien got in the passenger's seat and clutched his seat belt
"Who is that lady you gave your card to?" Christian asked
"You mean my girlfriend?" Damien said
"And I thought I was impulsive," Christian said
"You've got a girlfriend Damien?" Candice suddenly ask
"Yes, I loved her from the moment she said I smelt good"
"I see," Candice said approvingly, but the way he threw the word love around was stupid, she thought.