The Billionaire's Secrets

Chapter 6

Christian Gabriel's pov

Where is it? I ask Michael. "44th street". Finally we are here. Michael wouldn't stop talking about how I would have so much fun and that I would have such a great time that I wouldn't think about her, not to mention the potential this place has. He was also so excited for me to meet his friends, telling me how much I was gonna love them and shit. He told me how he was gonna see his best friend dance tonight and how good she was. He even went so far as to say she was sexy and smoking hot. "is she a stripper?" I ask. "No, no, no you douche. Already thinking of trying to get with her huh?" he smirks at me. "of course not. You said she dances there so I assumed...you know." I say trailing off, scratching the back of my head. "Definitely not bro, but if she was, I would have that club shut down. She actually owns the club. She does it cos she's an irresistible dancer but it's also good for business. Also it's kinda her downtime you know?" he pauses and stares out the window .

I had to admit, I was curious to meet his friends but also relieved that at least this would give me a chance to not think about her for a while. I welcomed this chance. Anything to get her off my mind and I was definitely gonna get laid. I walk in with Michael and we head over to the girls sitting at a table in the far right-hand corner. The place looks great I think so far. When we reach, them he introduces us. I greet them "hello pretty ladies, I'm Christian Gabriel De'Luca" I say giving them the famous smile that girls die for while kissing each of their hands. "Hey handsome Gabe" they say. "Michael, we gonna go to the studio to see Storm, you guys are coming? Isabella says. "hell yeah...don't wanna miss her warming up now, do we?" he says grinning and winks at me. "Michael , you guys never change. And to think you've seen it before.." says Jesse with a sigh.

We walk down this corridor and enter a room. Two big buff guys in black with headsets are at the door. The room is big. At one corner there is a desk with couches around. The lights are dimmed and there are mirrors around. But what catches my attention the most is the pole in the middle of the room and there's someone pole dancing to Ciara's ride. She looks so familiar, I just can't place where I've seen her. But damn whoever she is, she's fucking amazing. The way she twirls around that pole...sliding up and down...immediately I picture her twirling around me...uh oh not again. She's got me wanting so badly.  Jesus. Why does this keep happening to me?

First her, now this girl. What am I going to do? I didn't realise I was holding in a breath until I release a frustrated sigh. I can't take my eyes off her. The way she's moving her body commanding a room's attention is nothing I've seen before well but still will never be like her. Then I hear them chuckle and I look at them only to see them laughing at me. I look away embarrassed. My cheeks flame red. They quickly grab my hand telling me it's time to go out and have a drink before it's time for Storm to go onstage.

Tonight I needed something strong. I order a whiskey neat. I scan the room looking at the potential. The place is so busy. Weird, I think to myself. How come I've never heard of this place before? Anyway as I take a swig of my drink, this blonde girl comes up to me "hey there handsome, I've never seen you here before" trying to feel me up. Michael comes right on time and pulls me away telling me that it's Show Time and we go to the front of the stage. The lights go out and soon the stage comes up. The song starts and the lights come on. The clique and the crowd begin chanting Storm. Then she turns around and I had the biggest surprise of my life. It was her. Her. My cara gattina. Dancing to Beyoncé's song dance for you...she was Storm! Finally it sinks in.

I was hypnotised at the sight in front of me. Suddenly she was staring at me, the look in her eyes stormy, with a glint of mischievousness burned holes into me. She was still staring at me when she was grinding against that man! And Christian Jr. was painfully standing to attention but when she had that sexy ass in the air, swaying her hips so fiercely and seductive and provocative, I couldn't help widen my eyes. It's as though she knew exactly what effect she had on me. Fuck! Looks like I'm gonna be stuck in that cold shower for days. Then she doesn't look at me for the rest of her dance and I feel empty without her eyes on me. I miss them. Soon the show is over and everyone's going crazy. We were heading up to meet Storm now but I couldn't meet her yet. I needed to rush to the bathroom. These people were gonna laugh at me if they saw the growing bulge.