Two Weeks Ago
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Arianna's POV
The music was loud in my ears and the environment was intense. The full-sized mirror in my dressing room reflected the image of a lady that was exceptionally beautiful, and I walked out of the dressing room and towards the stage.
One more dancer, and then my turn. Every dancer performed for ten minutes, but I was the only dancer that performed for fifteen minutes.
One more dancer, and then the name ‘Arianna’ will be on every lip, here tonight.
Neon and Xenon had one major rule for attendance. It was for the prominent, the rich, the influential, and the powerful.
You may call it ‘a rule of segregation’ but Alpha Adams, the owner and manager of the club, called it ‘the rule of business.’
So tonight was another night to display my eye-catching body to the prying eyes of the most powerful men.
To most of the dancers, it was a privilege and a dream come true to perform on the stage of Neon and Xenon, unlike me. They had the choice, but I didn't choose to be here.
A dancer behind me was bragging about how she got to spend the night before with an Alpha she had been crushing on for some time. Even though I was their star dancer, I never spent any of my nights with the men that came here, thanks to Alpha Adams.
All these were a part of my big plan to stay incognito and safe, to hide as much longer as possible.
I came to California to study at Stanford Medical school, which was my dream school. Alpha Adams saw talents in me when I danced at the freshers' party in my first year.
He came to me and made a proposal that would change my life, and you can guess my answer. Dancing at Neon and Xenon covered my bills and some luxury. The one reason I admire Alpha Adams most is how he shielded me from the men that wanted to do all sorts of naughty things to my body.
He often jokes about it by saying,”
“They all have to keep coming so that at least they can see your body, since they can't touch it.”
“Neon and Xenon, give it up for Arianna.” The announcer's voice interrupted my thoughts and I walked to the stage.
The music changed to a beat that was a bit slower and my body swayed effortlessly to the music, instantly earning the attention of the vampires, werewolves and lycans in attendance. Human men were always the least in the number of attendees.
As the music continued, I placed one hand on my waist while the other ran from my face to graced my lips for a while. The hand then moved sensually from my lips down my body, and paused on the ridge of my breasts.
Then, in the most seductive manner, I began caressing and fondling my breasts, while my waist continued rolling and shaking as if it wasn't attached to my body in any way. At this moment, I could feel the eyes of all the men in the club on me, which was expected but then something unexpected happened.
There was a VIP guest tonight. Someone that has never visited the club, but decided to come visit.
I was still shaking my body to the sound of music while the corner of my eyes watched as he took a seat.
The popular Lycan Prince, Tyler Dimitri.
What would he possibly be looking for in this place?
The Dimitris had ruled the Lycans, Werewolves and Vampires in the whole country. Their palace held everything they wanted, including women, who were ready at any time to grace their king's sized bed. So they never came to Neon and Xenon until tonight.
As the thought lingered in my mind, I saw Alpha Adams in his favorite position at the corner of the clubhouse looking at me, probably waiting to see if I would break the third rule, which states:
“Never stop dancing or get distracted by what you see.”
I moved my hand slowly from my breast down to my abdomen and made a circle round my navel with the tip of my fingers. My hand then moved to a tiny waist. My waist was very tiny, thereby making my hips so profound to the lusting eyes of my viewers. My moves held them spellbound.
That wasn't surprising to me though, but when I saw the Lycan Prince looking intensely at me, my throat instantly dried. I felt like running away from the stage. I also noticed that he hadn't acknowledged the greetings from his subjects, who had all stood up to acknowledge his presence, so they all continued standing.
I summoned up courage and continued dancing and caressing my body. I placed my hand on my thighs and fondled it endearingly, before I gently grabbed the skimpy panties that covered my most private body. I pulled it away from my waist a bit, leaving the rest to their imagination. Looking at the Lycan Prince, I could feel the animal in him awakening.
I had less than one minute on the stage and was determined to leave a stunning impression. So, I tilted my head backward, exposing my soft conical boobs. I then left my panties in that position and took my hand to caress my breasts while I slowly pushed two fingers of the other hand into my mouth.
My time was up, and I walked elegantly off the stage, balancing my weight on my heels efficiently. That was when the ruthless and arrogant Lycan Prince acknowledged his subjects with a nod, and they went back to their seats.
I walked to my dressing room and changed into a pair of tightly fitted pants and changed from my heels to sneakers. I then covered the top with a Jean shirt and would have moved out if my phone hadn't rung.
“Hello Alpha.” I answered the call casually. Alpha Adams' voice bellowed from the other end.
“There's someone here you need to see.'' The statement immediately held me to my spot, this has never happened. He never allowed anyone to see me and I never followed any of the clients home. Before I could say anything, he hung up.
I turned around and headed to his office. As I entered, my throat once again became completely dry because of what I saw. Waves of fear pulsated through my body and I tried in vain to maintain my composure.
The Lycan Prince?
At that moment, I wanted to pray to the Goddess that this should not be what I'm thinking, but I knew she wouldn't answer me.
The Lycan Prince was someone I needed to avoid at all cost if I was to remain hidden. I couldn't afford the exposure that comes with crossing paths with him.
He seemed not to notice my presence or maybe I wasn't that important to him, only the alpha spoke to me.
“The Prince has brought a proposal for you.” He began, his voice mixed with regret.
Whatever they had discussed, it seemed the Alpha could not win this time and that was understandable. All his numerous connections cannot affect any of the Dimitris.
“What proposal?” I asked with a shaking voice.
“He…..He wants you to…. He paused and looked at the Lycan Prince, who looked unbothered and confident.
If Alpha Adams was stammering, and his eyes showed all the concern for me, I knew I was in really deep trouble.