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Alexander's POV
Marco Delucci invited me this time at his club. I wanted to refuse his offer but he was broken hearted after her model girlfriend broke up with him. I don't have a choice but to accept it. I pitied my bestfrien too much he loved and he was loyal to her girlfriend but still his girlfriend cheated on. Birds with the same feather/experience flocked together. I sarcastically thought.
He rode his Audi R8 while I convoyed with him using my Lamborghini. We arrived quickly at the the club he owned, the Lure. We were entering the bar loud music met with my ears, smoked filled my lungs and the red lights met my eyes. We were greeted by his employees wearing a skimpy attire. We sat on a VIP lounge with expensive hard drinks prepared on the glass table. We started drinking the liquor when I noticed that there strippers do a strip show on the stage. They were dancing with a tiny cloth covering their sensitive parts. The part below the stage was filled with men who were craving for sex. Marco and I continued drinking. We're not tipsy yet even thou we finished two bottles. We continued drinking while the crowd of men were feasting the strip show on the stage. Until the light were turnes off excpet the lights in the crowd and eveylights in the stage were off. This must the final strip show. I didn't bother to watch the strip show. I'm not interestes with those woman.
"Hey bruh do you know that the final performer was really beautifil and a tepmtress." Marco blurted out of nowhere.
"I don't care." I said boringly and it was true I don't give a damn care with his strippers.
"I haven't seen this woman because I really hated to manage this kind of business but I have to it one of the biggest business my family had." He talked non-sense again.
"Ok but if you need help I'll help." I replies and offered.
"Nah." He swayed his hand in one motion sign for dismissing the topic. He grabbed the shot glass full of pure brandy and drank it one gulp.
The crowd were sreaming already. The scream was different from the first other scream but this time they were screaming like a wild animal. I watched the stage and I saw a woman who just unclapsed her bra leaving a star nipple patch on her breast. But the woman was... It was not her. I was stilled in my position can't move on what I have seen. She dancing infront of those cavemen while naked on her upper body and wearing tiny piece of fabric in her sensitive part. I was shocked waiting for my self to process what I have seen. It was my wife Stella Ryana De Valle waa dancing as a stripper. A bimbo.
My heart clenches in an unbearable pain. My pride was stomped again. I sacrificed my love for her. I gave her what she want, freedom from me and I felt low for what she felt for me when were together. And this time when I met her. She was danicing naked and crowd. Selling her body and flesh. I can't explain how angry I am it look like I am ready to explode. She can't do this to me leaving me and my pure just to be a fuck material a sex pet of every men. Bullshit I slammed the table.
"Shit bruh! What are doinf?" Marco shouted as he has shocked from the loud noise from slamming the table.
"It was Stella. She was Stella" I said coldly.
"Shit." He cussed under his long exhale. Base on my peripheral vision he was stunned like he seen a ghost.
"Why?" I asked dissapointedly I don't if the question was for myself or for Stella. I was frowning for exposing her bare breast in public and showing a part of core. I didn't noticed that I was crying already. She was a Jezebel, slut, bimbo, whore, etc. I was fumming angry. I was staring at her intently with anger in my eyes and Marco didn't recover yet from being shock. The performance ended and she went inside the stage. I was hesitant to follow her or not but after a minute I decided to follow her.
I met the club manager halfway from the back stage I asked if wheres the woman who performed last in the strip show.
"I'm so sorry Sir Alexander someome got her first, The three old European men." I was shocked. She really worked here as a prostitute. I pucnhed the wall as hard as I can making my knuckles bleed but I don't a give a damn care. I returm to the table while my eyes are focused on finding Stella.
"Why are you anxious about her bruh?" Marco curiously asked while trying his eye.to be small like interrogating someone.
"It's not whay you think. After all those eternal years of pain
and sacrifices I will discover that she turned out to be whore?" I answered in a fumming mad tone.
"I know even me I was shocked but both of you are not wife and husband anymore even acquainted so let her be it's her choice." He's right but my mind wouldn't keep quiet. It was just ubelievable. My eyss were still scanning around for her around the club until my pupil dilated when somebody caught my attention, Stella and the three old man and they were cupping her breast and caressing her legs. My blood boil from the scene I witnessed. I took a drink and watched them again but they were already gone now from their couch.
I stood up and search her in every lounge and couch in the club but there is no sign of her. I strode from the exit and I saw familiar built carrying a familiar woman. I was sure it was them. I was so furious and I cleanched my feast into ball.
"Put her dowm!?" I siad to the old man. The old man faced me and he seemed to recognized me and quickly went out from the bar.
I watched Stella this time. She was far from Stella I knew it was not her but her face, curves and everything in her speaks that she is Stella.
"Stella." I whispered but I made sure she cam hear it.
"Yes it's me Stella Ryana Haravejo and because of you I lost my costumer. I lost a possible money to earn. You stopped us just for this because you will whisper my name!?" She said angrily. It was really her but I was shocked when I heard her 'Stella Ryana Haravejo' Haravejo? She married and exchanged me with that jerk.
"Why did you turn out like this? This is not you? You fight for your dignity and reputation. I sacrificed a lot just because you want this!? How fucking dare you waste your life!?" I shouted at her while I was shaking her shoulders.
"STOP DICTATING FOR MY LIFE MISTER! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING SO YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO SPEAK FOR ME! AND WHO ARE YOU? I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU?" She shouted with the higher intensity to mine. I sarcastically laugh in my mind what a pretentious and cunning bitch. She didn't know me? I laughed again but this time infront of her what stunt are she gonna pull again. "Bitch" I murmured under my breathe
I dragged her away from the club and we strode towards my car. "I'll buy your night whore." I said
"I'm not regular whore you picked everynight. I'm an escort" She said that made me disgust with her. How many old man did she gave her service I thought at the moment. Is she always gonna pretend were strangers but if it is. Ha! We'll see if she can.
"Ok." She said and hopped inside the car.
What the- she's not even hesitating ut it is good. This will be very easy task.
I rode the my car and drove away from the bar to the nearest 5 star hotel.
She'll gonna pull this act but I'm gonna make sure that I will end this act.
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