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“Yeah. Geneva.”
“She’s a fine choice. Just let me know when you want me to grab her. She’s just arrived.”
He excuses himself while I look into the finances. The security footage is playing, and I get a glimpse of Geneva as she starts her dance. She is mesmerizing to watch as she slowly moves her body, seducing the audience.
I text Aldus to get Geneva off the stage before she strips out of her skimpy outfit and puts her in a private room. The thought of men googling her like a pack of wolves has me balling my fists.
The annoyance shows on her face when Aldus approaches her to leave the stage. I watch as she leaves, and I give it a few minutes before pushing the books back into the cabinet. I then make my way toward her room, once Aldus texts me the room number.
Room 14.
That is the VIP room. Approaching it, I straighten my tie and suit jacket and head inside.
She’s leaning up against the mirrored wall, and our eyes lock. Pushing herself off the wall, she looks at me confused. “What are you doing here?”
I walk to sit on the couch. “Why do people keep asking me that? I’m the owner of this place. I pay Aldus to run it.”
She shakes her head. “No. That’s not true.”
I smirk. “But it is true. I tend to keep a low profile.”
“I’ve never seen you here before.”
“I usually just come to review the books and then leave. But you…”
“What?”
“The way you were dancing out there. Those men were foaming at the fucking mouth.”
“Awe, is someone jealous?” she toys with me.
I stand, press my body into hers, her back slams against the mirrored wall. My face is mere centimeters from hers. I press one hand on the mirror above her head. “I’m pretty sure I could take you right here, and you would let me.”
I watch as she swallows a hard lump. And it’s like her senses come back to her. “Get the fuck off me.” She pushes my chest away.
“Come on, we are just getting to know each other,” I taunt.
“No. You came here to intimidate me.”
“I didn’t. I came to watch you dance.” I plop a large stack of cash next to me. “Now fucking dance.”
Chapter Four
GENEVA
Who the fuck does this guy think he is? I’ll tell you, he’s the most frustrating person I have ever encountered.
“I don’t need your fucking money.” I am seeing red, and I am ready to walk out right now. But his gaze holds me captive, and I can’t move.
Fuck him for smelling so damn good. Fuck him for looking sexy in his custom suit. Ugh. Fuck him for knowing everything about me.
“You want me to dance. Fine.” The money sitting there on the cushion next to him, taunting me and letting me know how much I needed it. I hate myself for it.
HATE.
MYSELF.
But I let the music take me away as I sway my body to the rhythm. It’s not the music I normally use to strip to, but it’s another song to a stripper that is currently on the stage. Dominick’s gaze takes in my whole body as he leans back, spreading his arms across the back of the couch and his legs spread wide. I hate him so much.
