Chapter 5 Dirty Dancing

The lively DJ perform suddenly stopped playing and the stage lights were abruptly turned off. The entire nightclub fell silent and focused on the stage, which then spotlighted a pole with the silhouette of a sexy woman.

The DJ played a remix of Doja Cat's "Woman" to accompany the sensual, swaying movements of the mysterious woman wearing a black mini skirt and silver crop top.

All the men in the room devoured Vanya with their eyes, whether they were land crocodiles, water crocodiles, or amphibians, all of them burning with lust at the sight of Vanya's sexy, erotic movements.

Her friends clapped and cheered to encourage Vanya. Meanwhile, Vanya felt her inhibitions disappear and didn't care about anyone or anything else. She moved her waist and hips in a swaying motion with her hands raised on the dance pole, following the rhythm of the song "Woman," which was sighing and making her "wet." Vanya turned her body and danced like Inul Daratista.

Naughty whistles were directed at her. However, Vanya didn't care. She just enjoyed the rhythm of her favorite song and continued to dance erotically.

When he first saw the sexy woman on stage dancing at his nightclub, Richie almost spit out the vodka in his mouth. "WHAT THE HELL!" he cursed loudly after managing to swallow the vodka in his mouth.

The passion behind Richie's pants immediately rose without command when he saw the sexy dancer. His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he stared at her. She's so hot as hell! Richie thought with a desire to have her.

He called the manager of the Dark City nightclub over to his sofa. "Bram, who is that sexy dancer dancing on stage?" Richie asked the Dark City manager, fidgeting because he felt his body suddenly heat up from the effects of the vodka and his own arousal, which was still so intense down there.

"U-uhh ... uhmm ... sorry, Sir, she seems to be a new dancer. I've never seen her before. Usually, Ozan recruits the dancers, but he happened to be on sick leave tonight, Sir. Once again, I apologize," replied Bram nervously, sweating coldly in front of his big boss. His subordinate, who was supposed to know the sexy dancer, was actually on sick permittion.

Bram lowered his head and accidentally glanced at the boss's 'banana' which seemed to be hard and in demand of exercise. He understood the boss's needs.

"Sir, do you need a one-night stand with that new sexy dancer tonight?" he asked understandingly.

Like love at first sight, Richie couldn't possibly refuse his subordinate's tempting offer. It was fitting that Bram was the manager; the man was very quick to respond to his needs.

"Wow, that's perfect, Bram. Prepare my room, I haven't used it in a long time," Richie replied enthusiastically, then looked at the sexy dancer again. Her face seemed familiar to him, but Richie was sure he had never met her before.

When the woman turned to the side as she swayed her sexy body, Richie remembered. Ahh, it was her from earlier this afternoon on the way home! Maybe they were meant for each other, Richie thought happily.

He couldn't wait to rush over to her. Doja Cat's song "Woman" was also his cell phone ringtone. It seemed like they had a lot of interests in common. That was a very good thing.

He liked exciting and challenging women like her. Hundreds of pairs of eyes did not discourage the woman from performing dirty dancing that sparked the wild imagination of every man in the nightclub. Richie really admired her.

When the DJ finished playing the remix of "Woman," Vanya immediately got off the stage. She walked over to her friends first to say she was going to the bathroom. Suddenly, her bladder was screaming to be emptied.

"Don't be long, Van. It's almost midnight. Let's dance for a bit and then leave, okay?" said Lusy, who had to attend morning classes the next day, just like her three other friends.

Vanya gave a thumbs up and hurried to the restroom. She hoped the women's restroom wasn't full of clubgoers who were as desperate to pee as she was. Even though, her lower body parts were still original and hadn't been modified, she had to use the women's restroom because her current appearance was that of a woman. Men would go hysterical if she used the men's restroom.

"Oh no!" Vanya exclaimed when she saw the long line at the entrance to the women's restroom. She might end up peeing her pants if she had to wait for her turn to enter the restroom.

Finally, Vanya tried to go up to the second floor via the stairs next to the club's restroom. Surely the restrooms on the second floor would be empty, Vanya thought cleverly.

Just as Vanya had guessed, the women's restroom there was completely empty. She was relieved to have successfully emptied her bladder. After washing her hands and fixing her makeup, Vanya left the restroom.

Suddenly, her hand was pulled forcefully by a man who seemed to have been waiting for her outside the restroom. Vanya's heart skipped a beat and she wondered who the man was. The man's body looked muscular from behind, and his grip on her wrist was as strong as handcuffs. Vanya tried to push his hand away, but his grip was too strong.

"Sir, please let go of my hand!" Vanya whispered desperately, mixed with fear.

The man remained silent until they both entered a 4x6 fully furnished bedroom dominated by black and white colors. He locked the door and put the key in his pocket.

"Hi, beautiful. We meet again here ... have you forgotten what happened this afternoon when we were stuck in traffic?" said Richie in his fluent Indonesian.

Vanya stared blankly at the handsome foreigner who resembled Chris Hemsworth. What the hell, Lord!? Vanya exclaimed in her heart. She remembered, of course, and was happy to see him again, but why was she locked inside a room like this? Was this foreigner a pervert who wanted to rape her? Vanya thought, her emotions mixed with anxiety and fear.

Richie took a step towards Vanya, while Vanya took a step back, not realizing that she was backing up towards the king-size bed behind her. Vanya's foot hit the bed frame and she fell backwards onto the bed. "Oh, shit!" Vanya cursed silently.

The man was already extremely aroused and immediately pinned Vanya's helpless body down on his bed. Richie's hands pinned Vanya's slender arms above her head. Meanwhile, his lips viciously crushed Vanya's pink lips, which tasted like strawberries.

Richie's wild passion seemed unstoppable, his lips continued to devour Vanya's lips and his hands squeezed Vanya's implanted breasts. Meanwhile, for Vanya, this was her first experience of being treated so violently by a man. However, deep in Vanya's mind, she felt that the man who was busy caressing her body did not know that she was a fake girl.

"It looks like a beautiful dream of lust will turn into a nightmare," Vanya thought despairingly while enjoying the intimacy of the handsome white man's caresses.