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Deacon sat on the sofa in the VIP, a cigarette was stuck between his fingers. The smoke obscured his handsome face.
Harry Heavens poured a wine into his glass, “Bro, what’s up with you? Why did you come out just to smoke? I think you’re upset about something.”
Harry pushed a beautiful woman besides him, “Bro, this is the top one in KissLand.
She’s clean. I reserved her for you. Krystal, could you pour my bro some wine?”
The bar had always been a place for men to pick any lady of their choices. There was no shortage of beautiful women. The men who came here were of the first class. As money were splashed freely.
Krystal’s pure and beautiful little face suddenly fluttered in a smile. Tonight, Deacon was clothed in a simple back shirt and black pants. His face was charming, she was willing to spend the night with him, even if he didn’t want to give her a cent. Krystal picked up the glass and smiled sweetly. “Sir Armstead. Would you like me to pour you some wine?”
Deacon scented her fragrance and was disgusted by it. He gazed at her and muttered,
“Stay away from me.”
Krystal’s pretty face instantly turned red.
Without any further hesitation. Harry chased Krystal away. Once she was gone, Harry said, “Bro, you really don’t have any interest in women.”
“Deacon. I heard that the Hendrix’s family’s married their daughter to you. Her name’s Oriana
Hendrix, right?” Raven spoke as he sipped. from his glass of wine.
Hearing the name. Deacon raised his eyes and stared at Raven.
Raven was also handsome. He wore a pair of golden glasses. He sipped the red wine in his hand and got his eyes fixated on a particular direction. “Who’s that?”
Deacon turned and quickly sighted a figure which he recognized to be Oriana.
There was another man beside her, the potbellied CEO Ronald.
“Shit!” Harry tapped the table angrily and stood up “Bro, why the heck is Oriana drinking with an old man? She actually dares to cuckold you!”
Henry grabbed a bottle of wine. The heaven’s family crown prince was Los Angeles’s biggest bully.
“Don’t worry bro. I’ll teach them not to ever mess with you!”
Deacon stared at Harry.“If you dare touch her. I’ll chop off your fingers. You better sit back.”
“Why so?” Harry questioned angrily.
Raven’s lips arched in a chuckle. Harry furiously sat back. He had great respect for
Deacon, and wouldn’t dare go against him.
Oriana was here for the appointment. And of course, Monica was there with her as well.
She wanted making sure that it wasn’t a repeat of the last incident.
Mr Ronald had arrived a little late. Immediately Monica sighted him she quickly apologized, “Mr Ronald, Oriana was so wrong the previous time. I brought her here to apologize to you.”
President Ronald snorted coldly. “She almost killed me the last time. Do you think a simple apology could mend the damages that she caused?”
On that day, the wolf dog had licked him. Those sharp teeth almost bit his sacred place.
President Ronald was scared to the bone.
Whenever he reminisced on that day’s event, all he wanted doing was to strangle Oriana to death.
“Mr. Ronald, how else do you want us to apologize to you?” Monica questioned calmly.
“The apology is too insincere. Let Oriana drink from these bottles first.”
Just as Monica was about consenting. Oriana said. “I don’t know how to drink. Whoever agrees to drink, can go ahead and drink.”
“What!” Monica was about going losing it but she restrained herself, and smiled instead,
“Mr. Ronald, why don’t you change it to a more appealing apology.”
Receiving Monica’s hint, President Ronald’s eyes quickly swept around Oriana’s slender body.
“Well, let Oriana come on stage and dance me a pole dance. That way, I’ll forget about all that transpired that day.”
Pole dancing?
Monica’s eye’s lit up. It was a perfect offer to her. Pole dancing was a sex dance. Very suitable.
“Oriana, since you’ve come to apologize, you have to show your sincerity. You don’t have to drink the alcohol, but you have to go on stage and dance.” Monica stated with a malicious smile.
Oriana wasn’t aware of what pole dancing implied. But she smiled and agreed, “Okay. I’ll dance.”
Oriana stood up and walked into the stage.
The music blared loudly. Oriana was clothed in a white dress. Her svelte white hands held the steel pole.
The bar was jammed pack with people. All eyes were focused on Oriana. She wrapped her body around the pole and begun swaying it rhythmically to the sound of the music.
She spun and danced beautifully.
Soon, Oriana was done dancing and had fallen to the ground. The applause flowed in as the crowd cheered relentlessly.
Her dance was so beautiful, one that they had never seen.
Oriana headed back to their table. Mr Ronald was driveling. “Oriana, I really didn’t expect your dance to be so perfect. I’ve forgotten about the events of yesterday. But, you have to come with me to the room. Let’s discuss about the Hendrix’s medical capital fund.
Oriana’s hands and body dripped of sweat. She stared at Mr Ronald’s agitated expression. “Okay. You can lead the way.” Monica’s eye’s were vicious. She hadn’t expected Oriana to be able to still dance so beautifully after ten years.
Originally, she had saw the pole dancing as an avenue to humiliate Oriana. But she wasn’t expecting Oriana to take charge of the stage.
It was still fresh in Monica’s memory that Oriana, the former little princess of the Hendrix’s family, had been intelligent since was a child. At that time, Oriana and her daughter
Pamela attended ballet classes. Although Pamela practiced hard each night, Oriana was the one who was able to dance comfortably on her tiptoes.
Monica thought that since Oriana was raised in the orphanage that she would have forgotten the art of dancing. But her disappointments were massive.
Monica glared at Oriana and her urge to destroy her had grown stronger.
Tonight, she would definitely not let her escape again.
Harry sat speechless throughout Oriana’s moments. “Bro! Your lady is such a perfect dancer. I’m afraid no other pole dancer in this Kiss Land can compete with her.”
Raven’s lips arched in a smile. “The Hendrix’s family are really interesting people. Since
Oriana is married to Deacon, they want her to humiliate him. They’re fully aware that you ain’t well. But they still went ahead to bring Oriana here to sleep with another man. I doubt that Oriana really is their child.”
“Bro. Oriana just entered the room with that Pot bellied man. What should we do?” Harry questioned anxiously.
Deacon slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth. And threw the cigarette into the ashtray. He turned and glanced at Harry.
Bro! Just give me an order. I’ll go ahead and teach that Mr. Ronald a lesson.” Deacon stood up. “I’ll take a look.”
Deacon walked out of the bar, heading towards the rest room.
“Raven, what’s up with Deacon? Deacon hadn’t been interested in women. Could it be that he’s slowly falling for Oriana?” “Relax bro. Deacon just wanna have a taste of her. I think.”
Raven replied sipping from his glass.
“Okay, okay. I’m relaxed.”
At the door of the room. Monica warned, “Oriana, I hope you wouldn’t pull off a trick this time. Make sure that Mr. Ronald makes that transaction. I’ll be here at the door to see if you’ll develop wings and fly out,”
Oriana bit her lower lips. The show had just begun. How was she gonna escape?
Oriana entered the room. Mr Ronald didn’t hesitate to rush over her. “Beautiful one, please let me quickly have a kiss.” Oriana avoided his kiss as his lips landed on her cheeks. “Mr Ronald, no need to rush. I’m all yours. Let me go take a shower first.
“How about we shower together?” Ronald suggested eagerly.
Oriana entered into the bathroom and hastily locked the door. She held her chest as she was startled at a figure in the room.
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