Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy novel Chapter 2

JENNIFER'S POV

"Jenny, consignment of the day. Michael Hufaaza in Pleasure Club. Do it in an hour. Now!" With that Sameera cut the phone leaving no option but to leave without even asking the true name of the girl for whom I had turned into a Superwoman. Umm... Kind of !

So... I shall be late for home... again. Home? That 4 storeyed apartment was barely a home for me. Where i knew no one. One might say that i had a very caring father who would be waiting eagerly to receive me in the house, or an adorable step-mom nearly of my age... yup, she's 29 while I'm 27. My 'father' remarried when I had been away for my studies in the medical school.

Anyway...

I got into the car, once I found the keys lying nearby. I rode away, shouting a 'bye' to that girl. I zoomed past the roads approaching. Till yesterday, i was a rule adhering, obedient citizen of the country. But in order to meet the deadline, i had broken two traffic signals, almost ran over some pedestrians and driven down a bridge through the wrong side. Finally the car came to a screeching halt in front of Pleasure Club. I had covered the distance of 45 minutes in 10 minutes.

The plan was simple. Spot him, Approach him, Space him out. After all, i couldn't wipe him out totally as he could prove to be a good link for getting hold of other contract assassins at loose.

I already knew about the layout of this club, hence finding the green room of the bar wasn't a hassle. I soon came across the other strippers in the room decking themselves up for the dance. They didn't seem to mind my presence. So, after checking out some of the dresses,I decided to go with a floral mini-skirt in pink and yellow. It consisted of a colorful strapless blouse which clung to me like my second skin.

The outfit revealed more than it covered. Because of my dusky complexion, I only needed to use some sheer to add a glittery touch to my cheek bones. I put some blood red lipstick on my plump, pink lips. A put a small chip in my ear to keep the communication with Sameera intact.Then giving an approving look,walked up the stage. I whispered to her," I am good to go, approaching the stage."

As those words left my mouth, the lights of the approaching stage began to dim while a rhythmic music began to play as it went up the decible scale gradually.

Soon, I changed into a sultry gait and drunk laughter followed. Once the gleaming lighting got into action, I swayed my hips with the music. I let my hair down before dramatically raising my head with a devilish smirk. This earned a lot of hooting. "Hey beautiful! Show us some more of your gorgeous body" shouted one. While another one shouted,"Marry me !." I laughed, all time with a sultry smile sticked on my face. Then I began to travel across the stage, while dancing and occasionally winking at the wasted men. And then... I found my prey standing near the booth, sometimes talking to the bartender but his eyes were fixed on me.

To say he was disgusting would be an understatement. He had some weird tattoos all over his body, with studpierced over his eyebrows, ears and even chin. He was well built with a rugged beard.