The Stripper Luna
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Introduction
"Didn't you learn to not touch that which doesn't concern you?" he asked.
"I, I, I didn't know you'd get mad, I...." She answered shakily.
*
"I'll be gentle", that made her feel somehow safe, for a second there.
He told her to loosen up a little, just to feel better. She nodded, but each time she'd make him stop. She was clueless when it came to such, she gave in to his kisses, his fingers playing on her waist and he kissed her, deeply this time.
He slowly placed his hands on her shoulders, pushing down her very transparent nightwear.
*
Aurora is a beautiful virgin in her early twenties. She has long black hair, blue eyes with a tint of brown in them. She is five feet tall, with the body of a goddess and a stripper at Laurel nightlights. She takes on this job due to her very unsettled situation after she loses he mum and dad in a fire. It’s been three years and she had no other job opportunities coming her way. She dances at Mr. X’s nightclub, but no one has ever gotten the chance to have her. Mr. X’s mind is blown away once he catches a glimpse of her. He immediately requests for her, but she turns him down.
Mason Laurel is the most powerful Alpha and werewolf in Mexico City. He goes by the title, “Mr. X”. He doesn’t want his true identity out to the public. He’d rather not let it mix with his Mafia business. He lives discreetly, but you know he’s there. He is a very influential man, financially stable, and extremely deadly to go against. He is in his early thirties. He is charming, cocky, confident, yet very arrogant. He has a personality trait that screams, “I’ll get what I want”.
He gets bored with his over-controlling lifestyle from his throne. More so because nothing entices him within his great walls as much as before. So he decides to go have fun at one of his reputable nightclubs, “Laurel nightlights”.
You’d expect a man of his stature, to have hundreds of women to have their eyes gouging out for him. Well, they do. But he would get tired of the excess attention and seek out a challenge. That comes to light when he sets his eyes on Devi or how she prefers being called when she performs, “Aurora”.
Chapter 1
Mr. X's mansion. (Laurel mansion)
"How exactly does someone get toast wrong?" Said Mr. X angrily as he threw the saucer with his toast in it against the wall.
"Get this nonsense away from my face, or I'll bite someone's hands-off". He spat out with so much disgust. His servant quickly picked it up and left his room.
I need a break from this, he thought to himself.
"Would someone call Izzy?" and his servant quickly rushed downstairs to get Izzy and she immediately came up with the desire to have Mr. X all to herself for the night. Izzy was one of Mr. X's call girls and he will have them anytime he wanted. She wasn't very pretty, but she had a dashing body. She walked in with his favorite robe with her being almost half-naked underneath and shut the door. Ready to caress him with her touch and light kisses, she walked over to him, took off the robe, she had on a black color lace see-through sexy lingerie with her knees going down as she knelt, and said in a soft tone,
"I'm all yours, I submit." That was the statement he'd ordered his girls to use each time he wanted them although this time, he didn't fancy it. Rising to his feet, he walked past her and went straight for the door. Leaving her completely dumbfounded and confused.
"Get the car ready", he said, walking past a guard in his living room,
"I'm going out, you all sicken me".
The guard immediately rushed out, got the car set and Mr. X got in.
“Where are we headed sir?”, the driver raised a question and with a spiteful look, he responded,
“Laurel highlights" and they Immediately drove away headed to the nightclub.
Once they arrived at the nightclub, Mr. X was welcomed by a few staff of the nightclub and he walked in, dressed in a black silk shirt and black jean trousers. The shirt was unbuttoned at his chest, which caused ladies to stare at him in awe as walked into the club. He was given a section at the VIP and a very expensive treatment. A bottle of white wine was brought to him that cost about Fifty-five thousand dollars while he settled in and his drink was opened, but he still didn’t feel the excitement he came there looking for.
Signaling one of the waiters and asked that the drink be taken away and that he wishes to leave but just as the waiter approached him and wanted to take it away, the host for the night announced a special performance by one of their dancers which that will blow their minds. He gave her a grand entry with everyone seeming excited to hear about it, showing that they knew who she was and were expecting her.
Mr. X was intrigued and told the waiter to leave the drink and come back later with his curiosity getting the better part of him. As he waited for the stripper to present herself, the lights were turned off, and much more exotic lights were turned on. There was a haze of smoke at the stage, and once it cleared up, there she was, Aurora. Such a dazzling specimen of beauty and her physique had immediately caught his attention, leaving him speechless.
The music commenced and her body began to move as she started up with her performance. Dressed in a red lace jumpsuit that was revealing enough for one to notice her fair-skinned body, which had a tender nature just at the sight of it, Aurora was beautiful, with her curly hair that had just about the right texture bouncing on her shoulders. She had no heels on or any footwear for that matter as she preferred being bare feet so she could have a better balance while dancing at the pole, and the majority of the audience loved it.
Aurora was a sight to feast your eyes on and Mr. X was amazed at her beautiful curves, how she danced and rode the pole as if she owned it making It look amazing. Mr. X didn’t even sip on his drink for a second, he could not risk missing her beautiful body in action while she moved around, dancing on tables and in the faces of the guests.
Aurora danced her way to Mr. X’s table and tilted her left hip to his face, then she gave him a lap dance with her hands all over his face while her eyes stared at him with the most seductive brown orifices he had ever looked into and just left him wanting her.
She went on to perform for about twenty more minutes and it was time for her to go back in, letting the curtains be closed as another act was introduced and the entertainment went on. Well not for Mr. X because, he already knew what he wanted, and sipping from his wine glass a little more, he stood up, walked to the back of the club, and talked with the manager.
“Whatever she wants, whatever amount she asks for, I want her," Mr. X said keeping a straight face but the manager knowing how Aurora is and the little secret she is keeping, decided to respond to Mr. X saying,
“Sir, she won’t let you, she is a virgin”, the manager responded.
“You’d make her let me if you want to keep your job," he threatened, already on edge causing the manager some uncertainty knowing that his boss was not going to tolerate a no for an answer.
The executive quickly took off to the dressing room and demanded to speak with Aurora.
“You put on a beautiful performance tonight my dear, as always”, he said. “Thank you sir”, Aurora answered. “There’s someone who wants to appreciate you greatly, whatever amount you want, it’s all yours, so name your price," the supervisor blurted out.
Having an idea of where it was going to, she wasn’t going to accept it so she didn’t want to give her body to just anybody because of money, and with a respectful yet decisive tone, her response was still the same
“No sir, I’m grateful, but what I earn here is enough for me."
Being attentive to her, he knew she won’t accept so he just insisted she meets Mr. X, hoping he’d convince her himself.
“I knew you’d say that, but you should meet him, he was impressed with you." Aurora didn’t want to disagree for much longer, she knew she could tell this gentleman that she wasn’t interested in his face, so she accepted.
The manager took her to meet with Mr. X, and just as she got to where he was standing, without waiting for him to turn to her, she announced,
“I appreciate the blank check and the offer sir, but I’m just fine with what I earn here," her lips spat that out but he chuckled and just as he turned to stare at her, she was shocked, he was a beautiful man. He raised his left eyebrow while looking into her eyes, which caused shivers down her neck and there was a locked silence for about thirty seconds, all she could do was stare.
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