Dangerous Desires | 18+

Chapter 7

*Edited*

"And I should believe you why?" Alexander asks.

I need to convince him.. Fast...

"You have to understand me, you were a novice yourself! No one is perfect!" I shout. Seeing my distress, Alexander sighs. "All right, all right. Please, stop crying" He expresses.

He really thinks i'm crying to save my job. I'm just here for Amelia. I could easily find another job anywhere.

Alexanders expression becomes sour. "You're gonna have to make up for your mistake, though" He added.

"That patron is pretty mad. And he is one of those people who bring most people to this club" Alexander says. "If he is not satisfied, he will goad others into avoiding Wanderlust" He explains. I continuously nod my head after every work he speaks. "I understand, what do i do, a free lap dance?"

He cringes.

"That ones.. Optional" He laughs.

"The man ordered a whiskey neat, so thats what you'll bring him" He commands. He puts away the whiskey bottle, picks up the glass and inhales the aroma. Pleased with the scent, Alexander looks wistfully in the distance.

"Naked."

"And you will apologise, of course" He adds.

Naked? Thats not a problem. I have done this sort of thing hundreds of times before.

Alexander glances at me for a split second but its enough to realise...

This isn't for the patron.. Its for him!

"Do you enjoy looking at my naked body so much? You're such a perv Mr Foreman" I say through a simper.

"Careful with your words Luna. Now, undress" He demands.

"Should I strip right here?" I ask, already knowing the answer. Alexanders eyes dart to me. The muscles in his jaw move and he breathes out.

"Please. Do me a favour"

Huh, I knew it. For some reason i can feel how tense he becomes around me. I wonder why that is...

"Alright, Mr Foreman. Ill strip"

I slide my clothes, seductively, off my body. Alexanders eyes trace my whole body head to toe.
"Im ready" I say, waving the glass clutched in my hand in the air. "Off you go then" He orders.

At first I feel as if no one has even noticed me. It is the same flaring neon, the same pounding bass of the bass, and the same busy dance floor as it was earlier. But as I strut through the club with the glass on my palm, i begin to notice some intrigued stares.

I cant believe i'm doing this because i was ordered to. And i can't believe how hot it feels.

As i walk my nipples stand to attention against the cool conditioned air. I feel completely exposed and it takes all my willpower to keep walking straight.

I've been stripping for years! Why does this feel so new to me?

A waitress heads my way and I jolt sideways to let her pass. As i look back, an electrifying shiver runs down my spine. On the far side of the room, I see Alexander watching with a small smirk on his face.

I bet he's enjoying the show.

I turn back around and exaggerate my gate, rocking my ass as I walk, knowing i'm putting on quite a show for Alexander.

You've brought this on yourself, darling. Now, enjoy it.

Finally, I reach the right table and the client in the white suit looks up at me. "W-what" Says the man, clearly overwhelmed by the lack of clothes I am wearing. The moment he sees me, he falls silent, simply ogling me. I shift my weight to one leg.