Chapter 5 A spec

Chapter 5

Just like how he'd instructs me earlier on. I had sent someone else to survey the VIP room and get me information on all the strippers. I sat all day in my room thinking about him. The sudden rings from my phone jerked me up and makes the smile on my face to disappear.

My heart ran a thousand miles, struggling not to fall apart from it hinges. I rolled my eyes, blinking the lids severally. Biting on my lower lips, I swiped the answer icon, and placed the phone on my ear. "Hello..."

The sound from his was sending fears into my systems. I tried not to stutter, while saying my greetings. Finally, my hitched voice find it way out of the mouth. "Good morning sir." I greeted curtly. He was my sex drive. The son of don Damien, his name is Robert. When his father had advised me to offer sex to my prey, if need be. Robert, had pushed me against a wall, grabbing a fist of my hair, his grips stronger. "I dare you to fall in love with him, or allow him to ride you anyhow."? He paused, his breath fanning against my face. "Give him sex, but I own you. I'll kill you if you prefer his cock over mine."

Now back to present, his voice jerked me up from my imagination and brings me back to reality. "Did he sleep with you today?" My lips glued together, Robert is a jealous maniac. Should I tell him, he might be boiling over there.

"Nope, we were almost on the edge, but..." I trailed, pausing my words.

"But what?" His voice snapped back at me in anxiety. I know he was losing his patience. He hates suspense, but he's the king of it. If I should deny any further, he doesn't mind coming to New York to have me gang bang.

"We kiss, caressed each other, but he never has sex with me. He only gave me some tasks to fulfill, if truly I want him to have sex with me. " His roaring laughter on the other end brewed furious in my heart, and I was just controlling the urge not to unleashed them on him.

"What task, ?" His voice resonated in my ears and send my heart scampering for answers.

"He wants me to seduce him. By being a stripper in the club, only if I'm able to seduce him then, he'll give me the privilege to tie him up and gives him cowgirl style." I heard him yelled, 'what the hell?' over the line.

"Cowgirl style?" He grunted then burst out laughing loud. "What are you waiting for? Seduce him, come-on, you have a degree in stripping, show him what you've got, finish the assignment and come suck my cock. I've missed your timid moans."

"Trust me, a piece of cake. But the Don asked me to take my time and not rushed things." I was attempting to explain to him, but he hangs up on me. I heaved down, amidst this, I felt like the future will be really tough on me.

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Getting out of my apartment after showering was a while relief to my system. I was going for shopping. I'm running out of toiletries, small chops and junk chop. Furthermore, I waved a taxi over and hopped in with my shady eyeglass on er my eyes. When the taxi had dropped me in front of a shopping mall, I paid him. When I get out of the taxi and looks up to the giant building of the mall. I marvelled and eulogized the founder of the mall.

Was walking around within the mall for a pick of my choice only for a man to bumped into me. He apologized at an instant, but his gaze entirely was on me. He rolled his tongue out, his eyes falling on my breasts. "I'm...sorry..." He stuttered, shoving his hands into his pocket.

"It okay." I mumbled, walking away from him, but he cleared his throat and seek for my attention. I paused at my pace, whirled around to see him walking towards me. Furthermore, I arched my eyebrows in questioned mark. "Yeah?" He stands straighten on his back, removing his dark shade while caressing his beards.

"I'm Sheep by name, and you?" His name sounds funny. Like, what the fuck? Sheep? I tried not to gloat at his name. I only nodded accurately to his words, well he was done battering with his words, so I just tried to ignore him like a stud of cigarettes, but he was hell-bent.

"I have money, I have a lot of money. My wife owns this mall. I'm her husband so, apparently, I'm also the co-owner." For the last time at his last words, I stared at him to scanned through. I was going to scan through to know if he was lying to me. He looks gullible, he looks like a man that I extort without facing problem in the newest future. Well, who said anything is bad in me trying out my luck? I rolled my eyes and give a seductive wink.

"You have money, right?" I questioned in a sweet manner, licking the lowest of my lips as I bite on my thumb. He nodded.

"I don't believe you, but if you show me proof. I'll do what you want me to do as long as you give me money." Yeah, say it again. Money is my second name, I'm a money monger. I love money and would do anything for money. I might even start a new life after dumping this "thing." His wife must have been from a rich home to have to be able to own a big mall.

"What proof?" He asked, looking down. He is a shy type. Always afraid to look at me. He was tapping his fingers against his trousers, nodding his head in rhythms to the beat emanating from his tapping. Mere looking at his shoe, I was astounded. That shoe worth over ten thousand dollars.

"I need bone straight. Human hair precisely and a lot of money." I cooed, frowning my face at the last words. There was something about his facial expressions now. His faces weren't the same as of the last minute.

What was he thinking? Maybe he's thinking that I'm too fast in demanding money from him. Might be he's going to lose interest in me, but would it leave any spot in my heart? LMAO, I'm a queen. A rare among its kinds. If he'll leave me because I demand on the first of contact, the exit way is broad. But I require his money to plan my future, what a sadistic helpless situations.