Forbidden Treasure ✓

27.) Old wounds.

Onalerona's POV

I get inside the room and wow its beautiful. Its ten times better than the private rooms downstairs. This one screams its for the boss and boss only. I walk to the stage where the pole is and do a little twirl. I like this private room a lot more than the others...you like it because you dancing for your man...my man, my man. I giggle.

I search for songs on spotify and i choose Unholy by Sam Smith ft Kim Petras. I pause the music and wait for him to come. He comes after thirty minutes and he sits on the couch and makes himself comfortable. He sits in a manspread position and you can see his dick print. I quickly look away before my nasty thoughts take over.

I unpause the music and close my eyes and imagine that i am in a serene place. Its easier to dance now because there is no crowd but i still close my eyes and imagine myself in that serene place to get started. I end my performance with my usual split and when i open my eyes i notice that his are slightly red.

The way his looking at me right now...if we weren't taking things at a normal pace i know he would have had me right here and now. That safety purpose thought is still lingering in my head and i make a mental note to push him to explain what he means by that. "Come here."

I walk towards him and sit on his lap with both my legs wrapped around his waist. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in for a kiss. We pull apart from the kiss to catch our breath. "You looked so perfect while performing." he says and i blush. "Thank you."

He chuckles. "You so cute when shy." he says and i roll my eyes. "Stop making me feel shy." I say. "I can't stop because it shows i still have that effect on you." "So you trying to boost your own ego by doing this?" he chuckles. "When you put it that way you make me look like a bad man." we chuckle.

"If you say so." he laughs. "You so beautiful you know that." he says and i giggle. "I know that." "I can't get over your beauty sthandwa sami its out of this world." I smile. (my love.) This man and saying all the right words. "Thank you." He kisses my forehead and i giggle. "Dance for me again."

"What song should i dance too?" I ask. "I'm thinking of Dance for you by Beyonce." he answers. "Okay then let me go." He removes his arms around my waist and i get up. His dick was poking me anyways so I'm glad he said i should dance for him.

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I see him walking in the room with a tray that has two plates and glasses and a jug of juice. Ooh wow i am having breakfast in bed. When was the last time i was this spoiled? I definitely missed this side of him, the kind and caring side that he would show to people close to him.

I put my phone down and sit up. At least i have brushed my teeth already so i can eat. "Morning." he greets and i smile. "Lorato lwa me." I say and he smiles. (hi my love.) "Ke ne ke tlhologelelwa tsela e o neng o ntumedisa ka yone." I giggle. (i missed you greeting me like that.)

"Well you should start getting used to it now because i am here to stay." I say and he smiles. "Now thats music to my ears." He places the tray on my lap and the plate is filled with all the good stuff: your mushroom, eggs, bacon, sausage you name it. "This looks nice."

"Of course it will i made it." he says and i roll my eyes. "Don't go all cocky on me." I say and we chuckle. "Come lets eat." He settles in next to me and we start eating. "So what did i do to deserve this special treatment you?" he rolls his eyes. "Should there be an occasion to spoil my girlfriend."