His Exclusive Stripper: You Are Mine, Don

Evelyn’s POV

Well the talk with Antonio ended with me storming out of his car, I couldn’t believe him, I felt aggravated.

I sat on my couch, staring endlessly at the screen on my blank Television, I was overthinking would he harm Charlie because of me?

The satisfaction etched unto his face, the moment I had flared up still taunted me.

The shrill ring of my phone jonted me out of that face

“Hello” The familiar voice of Debbie broke through. “Any reason why you aren’t coming over like you had promised?”

“Save me, Debbie” I drawled, dramatically “i am panicking over here”

“What’s wrong?” Then I proceeded to tell her about I and Antonio’s encounter.

What a bastard!

“The deal doesn’t seem that bad”

“Debbie!”

She laughed out loud”You know what, there is a party in town that everyone is talking about. you should dress up let’s head out”

I hesitated for a while, this could be the only way I could stop thinking so much about this.

“Get in”Debbie yelled over the loud Taylor Swift’s music blaring in her car.

I climbed into the passenger sit. Looking around for the friends she had told me about. “Where are the rest?”

She glanced at me, then back at the road. “Oh they will meet us there”

But I knew better than to believe her. She was obviously lying from the smile that broke out on her face. “You devil’s spun, you tricked me” I laughed.

I took in her dress for tonight, she was in a pink bodycon dress, she looked beautiful, opposite to what I wore.

I probably looked out of shape in the dress I had worn to my first date with Charlie. I hated i hadn’t looked in the mirror in an hurry to stop Kate from honking her horn multiple times. The neighbors would have filled a report to the police on how I was disturbing the neighborhood.

“We are here”Kate announced happily. I looked outside the window at the large house that stood alone in a swarm if cars and light. It was beautiful.

I got down from the car, with Debbie right beside me. She was like a school girl on a sugar rush. Squealing at every fancy thing she set her eyes on. If the outside was this majestic, it leaves me with a curiosity to how the interior would look like.

We stop at what seemed to be the entrance, a bald looking dark man standing outside the supposed door.

“Your ids?” he asked in a gruff voice, not in the slightest of bit trying to appear pleasant.

Checking our id, he stepped to the side and gestured for us to enter.

I looked at him one last time before muttering a thank you and ambled inside.

“Are you seeing what I am seeing?” I heard Kate over the music booming through the speaker.

“What?”I averted my gaze from her stunned figure and looked around, in my 6 years of adulthood never have I seen anything this luxurious.

Even the people here didn’t look like our average public. Each of them were dressed casually and was still able to slay it. Something I never thought was possible.

“Stop looking at the people that way” Debbie whispered-yelled. Forcing me out of my trance. It was then I noticed the colours if different eyes on me. They were watching me, not only did I look like a kid whose fashion inspiration came from her dead mum, i was also staring around like a creep.

Eventually finding the resolve to move forward, I cast my gaze to the ground and followed the sight of Debbie’s pink heel deeper into the large space, trying as much as possible not to bump into anyone.

She stopped at the bar taking a sit at the available stool, not knowing where to go or what to do I joined her, taking the empty opposite stood beside her.

I watch Debbie place an order for the both of us, she was always the confident one between us both, whenever I am not Eve.

A shot glass filled to the brim with vodka lined up in front of us. I glanced at Debbie worriedly, we were both aware of what had went down the last time that she had drank.

“What do you think you are doing?” I whispered harshly. She knew how much this night could spiral down into the worst thing we have ever done.

“Relax, i stopped my pills last two month”she rolled her eyes. I hoped she was telling the truth. She had gone down into depression because of how her last relationship was.

And drinking alcohol with the anti depressant her doctor had given her resulted to her being hospitalized for a month.

I thought she was never going to come out the same, the worst period if my life.

“Here” she handed me a glass, taking one for her self. “Bottom up” she clinked both of our glasses together then I poured the drink down my throat. It left a burning sensation down my throat, unto my chest. It felt like euphoria.

Dropping my glass back on the table, my gaze connected to a pair of ash eyes, the deepest kind I have ever seen.

It reminded me of an ocean, the kinds that pulls you in only for it to drown you. It felt wrong to look away from him, but I did it anyways- Antonio was here

“I think you have had enough for one night” I looked at the 5 empty glasses sitting in front of her.

“Let’s dance”She cheered, taking my hand in hers, she dragged me to the dance floor.

Like in the movies, the dj had thought it was best to change the song to our favorite song.

Debbie wiggled her brows, I knew then that she wanted us to do our dance, a routine we had formed for this song. But in front of the people, it felt as though neddles were pricking my skin as my nerves level increased.

“I don’t think I can do this” I shaked my head, moving back a bit. I was a bad dancer, I still don’t know how I became a stripper.

“C’mon, we came out tonight to loosen up remember?”

A bit of doubt still had it place in my mind. But I needed to forget. Just for a little bit, I wanted something normal. Outside of my heavy schedule and constant club gigs

Breathing in and out, I began moving my hips to the side, rising my hand over my hand, I allowed the music in my head.

And she was right, no one was watching me. Everyone around was dancing except Antonio, His eyes was on me, watching me like a predator and i was his prey.

I looked away quickly

“What do you think about that guy?” Debbie gestured at an huge guy, making weird hand movement at her.

I shook my head. “No way. he looks like be would eat you for breakfast.” I cringe.

“You know that is what i am looking for. An after care sex.”

“I don’t mean it that way, I am talking about your flesh. He seems to have a thing for human flesh” I eyed him once more. “You have bad taste in men”

“You wish. At least I haven’t been eyeing Mr party host over there”

“He threw this party?” I asked, astonished.

“Yeah.”

My eye snap to the place I last saw him, out of instinct.

“I will be back”

She began walking towards a guy at the other end of the room. “Where are you going?” I yelled admist the loud music.

She didn’t answer me, no doubt didn’t hear me and continued walking to him.

Come to the consecutive hour, I stood by the bar waiting for Debbie, she was my ride home and I had work tomorrow.

My phone beeped in my hands. As suspected she has gone home with that guy.

I glanced around the room, I was the only one by the bar, probably confused.

“Is something the matter?” A voice asked. I swirled around to be met with the stranger.

“Oh it is not much of a big deal” I waved it off. “I just don’t have a ride home after my ride here left me to go have sex with a guy.”

I mentally scolded myself for saying too much.

“You know, I could offer you a room over here” he shrugged like it wasn’t a big, looking boyish handsome in a suit that probably worth more than my life savings.

But he obviously wanted something in return.

“I am not having sex with you, no matter how rich you are” I blurted.

There with my fucking loud mouth again.

“I am not paying you to sleep with me”he laughs “my boss would have my head.”

Boss?Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

I scoffed, turning my head sideways to hide how flustered I am.

“Anyone would jump at the offer of sleeping here”

Thinking about it for a while. “Okay.

Nodding his head, he began walking up the stairs. I followed him leaving a fair distance between us both, making it a point not to bump into anyone.

He stopped at a brown door, gesturing me in. I opened the door and a strong scent of freshness engulfed me. It felt satisfying.

His phone rang”I need to answer this real quick”he walked out the room and closed the door behind him, leaving me to wonder who has called him and who his boss was.