The Stripper (Jenlisa)

Chapter 33

"Falling into temptation"

For a better reading when I point out in the chapter listen to the song "All That Matters by Justin Bieber", and when I point out again listen to "Confident by Justin Bieber" ;)

Lisa's POV
I opened my eyes staring at the strong movement at the club's entrance. Today was her day. I took a deep breath seeking courage to go against my pride that screamed in an alarming way for me to get out of there. But the tequila shots that Vero practically forced me to drink, gave me enough strength to make the decision that in that night I just needed her. My stripper.
I got out of the car walking towards the entrance of Imperium. The bouncer that already knew me enough just gave me passage to enter. The sensual beat of the music soon reached my ears. Two women almost half naked stared at me with a devilish smile, making me divert my gaze and follow towards the bar. Once I arrived at the bar I came across the brunette that was always there, Normani. I knew that she was one of Jennie's faithful musketeers inside Imperium. I bet that she knew about the whole game. I tried to push away such thoughts of my head and then I called her.
Irene turned towards me, widening her eyes when she realized that I was there. She blinked a few times showing her evident nervousness and then she approached me.
"Can I get you anything?"
"The usual."
The woman nodded, placing a glass of Whiskey with ice on top of the counter.
"Where's Jennie?" I whispered to the woman who looked at me confused.
I rolled my eyes impatiently.
"Ruby Jane. Where is she?"
"She's in her dressing room getting ready for her performance."
"Can I talk to her?"
"Miss Manoban, it's not allowed the entrance of any customer in that area, unless the dancer has given the order."
"And is that really necessary? She'll want to see me anyways."
Irene looked at both sides and got closer.
"It would be better if you talked to her after the performance. Ruby Jane is starting in a few minutes."
I just nodded at the woman who smiled weakly. I drank all the liquid in my glass, asking her to fill it again. I walked away from the bar going towards the main stage where Ruby Jane would dance. On the way I came across CL who stared at me curiously. The woman walked quickly towards me and I just huffed. I wasn't with the slightest humor to pretend to be nice.
"Well, well, look who's here!" CL spoke excitedly raising her arms at me.
I didn't respond, just opened a forced smile at the woman who stopped in front of me, preventing me from continuing my path.
"Did you come to admire my gem, Manoban?" The woman let out in an arrogant tone.
I smiled cynically.
"You mean Mine, right?"
CL shrugged, arching an eyebrow.
"Yours and of all the customers that watch her."
I could feel a hint of malice in her sentence, but I wouldn't let something like that get to me.
"No, Miss CL, only mine. Something is ours when we possess it completely."
"And you possess her?" she asked almost defiantly.
"If I'm saying that she's mine, I presume so." I cut the woman with black humor.
CL smiled humorlessly.
"Very lucky then, Lisa. You got what no one can have, we just don't know until when, right? "
"Until when I see fit, don't worry."
"Alright, make yourself at home, Manoban."
I just nodded, raising the glass of Whiskey at the woman with a smile on my lips. CL hadn't left with a very good face, but she should already know that I don't do parallel conversations. I looked at the woman who walked away heading towards her office.
I continued my way to the front row, it was from there that I would watch her dance. Like I always did. A group of young men next to me laughed and talked among themselves.
"You won't regret having come. She's the hottest of the dancers, you need to see that body. You'll get turned on just by looking at her."
The blond said excitedly to the other guy. I rolled my eyes impatiently. It was agonizing to have people and more people speaking in a sexual way about your woman, because Jennie Ruby Jane was MY WOMAN.
I took a deep breath trying to keep my self-control. It could even be comical if it wasn't so tragic. Weeks ago when I didn't know that Ruby Jane was Jennie, my jealousy regarding the stripper fit in a low level. But after the discovery, knowing that all those people desired and talked about Jennie irritated me. Crazy, I know. But it was what I was feeling. If it was only up to me, I would take Jennie away from that club never allowing her to go back there again.
"Does she see customers on the side?"
"I heard she doesn't. She never slept with a customer, some call her the "untouchable"." the blond spoke again.
"I don't believe that, you just have to offer a high amount of money that she'll accept it. Come on, where is that lady that owns this place? Today I'm going to sleep with that luxury whore."
That pig spoke with his cheap Italian accent, laughing along with the other young men.
I calmly took a sip of my Whiskey, savoring every drop on my lips, and then I quickly stood up walking towards the group of young men that I pretended to not see and spilled all the liquid of my glass on the white shirt of the Italian that had spoken.
"Dammit, look what you did!!" he shouted all wet.
I didn't back away, I stared at the man in a cold way while he stared at me, shooting me with his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." I let out ironically enough to increase his anger.
"Look where you're going next time!"
The other three men that accompanied him laughed and followed behind the angry Italian that left towards the bathroom. Idiots.
I sat again in my seat and ordered a new glass of Whiskey, this time from a redhead that walked from one side to the other with the drinks. She threw me a mischievous gaze, which I took care of ignoring as soon as I heard murmurs that the performance was about to start.
The lights went out leaving only the stage floor lights on. Imagining that Jennie, or rather, Ruby Jane at any moment would show up there made my heart race, a certain nervousness of having her like that again and now knowing everything was too much. I took a big gulp of the drink that surely was already altering my senses, after all just look at where I found myself, right? Then the music finally started.
The spotlight lit on the stripper's body, showing exactly how she was that night. Damn her.
I cussed her inwardly when I saw her clothes. Ruby Jane was dressed up as none other than Jennie. She was wearing a formal short skirt with a big slit on the thigh, leaving evident the garter belt that she was wearing. On the upper part a white blouse, unbuttoned till the top of her breasts that were covered by a red bra. Her hair was tied in a well made bun, and on her feet high heels. And I obviously couldn't forget the main detail, her mask. She looked absurdly sexy.