The billionaires fall for a stripper

CHAPTER 3

Makayla

Makayla sat on her bed, after putting on her outfit for the night, she was slowly starting to get used to her new work routine.

It has been five days since the incident at the club, but yet she still could not forget about the man in suit. There was something about him that made him seem unforgettable to her, she could not quite tell what it was yet. She was grateful for the money he had given her but that was not just it. She had worked at the club for four nights since then but he was nowhere to be found.

“Kayla!” A small voice snaps her out of her thoughts, it was Darren running into the room with Suzy following closely behind him. He runs into her arms and giggles.

“I missed you Kayla!” He yells and snuggles closer, she laughs and pushes his head back to look at his face.

“You literally saw me five minutes ago Darren” she says and ruffles his hair

“Did you have a good time at the mall with Suzy?” Makayla asks her brother

“No I did not” he pouts “Suzy wouldn’t get me any snacks even though I asked her nicely” he adds shooting glares at Suzy who just stood at the corner of the room looking amused.

“You’re not getting any ice cream next time if you keep that up” Suzy says and moves to sit on the bed with Makayla

Suzy always came right to Makayla’s place after her shift at the club to look after Darren while Makayla left to cover her own shift. On just a few nights alone she had made enough money for Darren’s treatment and their groceries for an entire week and if she kept this up soon enough she’d have enough money to send her brother back to school. Both of them had to quit when their mother died because they had no other relatives and Makayla was only earning a couple of dollars from her part time job. She told herself that she was going to work at the club for as long as it took to give Darren a comfortable life. That thought alone motivated her every single night at the club.

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Makayla started officially stripping at the club after her third night, she hated it but it earned her more money than when she danced wearing a lingerie.

She stood in front of the mirror at the dressing room and reminded herself why she was doing this. Once she had calmed herself down from too much worry a little bit. she stepped out of the room and steps into the room to meet the rest of the girls she had danced with.

As she danced that night she thought of the life she was giving Darren, he was going to go to school like other children and have a normal life. This was a small sacrifice to make. She loosened the straps of her lingerie and heard the crowd gasp as they took in the sight of her breasts. She ignored the whistles from the men and danced like her life depended on it because it truly did. When she was done the entire room was silent and all eyes were on her. She could have sworn that she recognized someone from the crowd but before she could look again the person was gone. She thought it was him.

She climbs off the stage and heads to the dressing room to change into her normal clothes, she was so relived that she was already done for the night. She couldn’t wait to crawl up with Suzy and Darren on her bed and forget about what she had to do tonight.

She enters the dressing room and begins changing into her normal clothes when she hears someone’s footsteps behind her.

“Hey there beautiful”

She quickly turns to see who it was, her heart rate spiking up. She sees a man looking to be around his sixties standing in front of her, he reeked of alcohol and mariguana. She immediately knew that whatever reason it was that he followed her into the dressing room wasn’t a good one. She takes a few steps back.

“You’re not supposed to be here sir” she says “are you lost?”

“You look more beautiful up close than you did on stage, I really want to see those pretty t**s again,” he says moving closer to her with a lustful expression on his face

“I need you to leave right now!” she shouts hoping to scare him off but instead he moves closer to her.

“What’s the matter?, you didn't have a problem showing it to all the men out there, why are you trying to act decent now?”

“Look if you don’t leave right now I’m going to call security on you” she says pretending to reach for her phone even though she knew she didn’t have the number of the club’s security man.

The man only laughs and reaches down to rub his crotch while looking at her chest.

She immediately wanted to run past him only for him to grab her by her arm and throw her to the ground, she was screaming already at that point even when she knew no one was going to hear her because of the loud music coming from the club.

The man quickly covered her mouth with his hand and used his body weight to pin her down to the ground.

She tries to call for help once more but the noises she made were muffled by his large hand.

She could feel his hand starting to rip her top off her body and this made her struggle harder. She bites down at his hand as hard she could and this earns her a slap from him. She starts crying uncontrollably at this point praying for anyone to help her. Almost immediately she feels her body relieved of the man’s weight, she looks up from the floor to see someone pounding the drunk man mercilessly with his fists. The quickly stands up from the floor to see that the man who has been on top of her just a few seconds ago was now bleeding from his head and shoulders, he didn't even look conscious anymore.

“That's enough” she says trying to prevent her Savior from committing murder but it didn't see like he was listening to her so she moves closer and grabs his arms and this manages to stop him to her surprise, she’d almost expected to get a hit or two.

He turns to look at her and she realizes that it was the man in the suit, she almost couldn't recognize him because he wasn't wearing a suit this time and unlike last time where he looked so calm and collected, now he looked so furious. He grabs her arm and drags her out of the dressing room and continued until they were out of the club, she was too stunned to do anything she just followed him. Once they were outside he legs go of her arm and glances at her right cheek where the man had struck her.

“Does that hurt?” he asks softly reaching out to touch her cheek

She winces at his touch “yes but just a little bit”

He took his eyes off from hers and looked back at the club like he wanted to return back in ti finish what he had started.

“Um.. Thank you for assisting me back there, I can't tell what would have gone wrong if you weren’t there.” she said looking down at her feet.

“Why are you doing this?” He asks looking at her furiously

“What do you mean?” She asks even though she knew exactly what he meant

“What is a young girl like you doing at a place like this?”

“What do you mean by a young girl like me…… do you know who I am” she countered, there was nothing she despised being judged by people most especially by someone who knows nothing about her.

“No I might not know you but I know enough to know that you don’t belong here” he says gazing at her almost pitifully

“Look I’m grateful for your help back there but I do not need your pity” she says and starts to walk away from him when he says.

“I have an offer for you”