7- "Her name..."

“No,” I firmly continued.

“Please, at least, just this once, bro Fabio. Just this once and I promise I am never gonna ask you such a thing like this ever. Just for tonight!” she begged me more.

I didn’t say a word. No matter how she would beg and pleaded with me, I just couldn’t grant her request. 

“Big bro Fab, please! My client already fully paid for this entertainment, I could not simply upset them for not doing my part enough as the owner of the bar and organizer of their party who promised to give them complete fun for the bridal shower, so, please!”

"Then be frank on them, Natasya. Tell them if it’s possible to postpone that bridal shower because the macho dancer you hired couldn’t make it tonight,” I, instead, suggested a remedy to her problem.

"Brother, I can't do that. They still anticipate the bridal shower to be a success tonight, so I can't put it off because they have a lot to look after in the next few days for the upcoming wedding."

I was seriously starting to get totally annoyed. "What do you want me to do then, Natasya? Search the whole world so that I can find a substitute macho dancer to perform tonight—”

“No.” She shook her head sternly. “We don’t have that much time to do that. All we can do now is to present who's available, and right at the moment, I could not think of anyone who would be a perfect fit to do this job but you, brother.”

I gave her a very serious deadly glare. Just what?!

“What the f*ck are you thinking? You want me to be the substitute macho dancer for your client’s bridal shower tonight? D*mn, no, Natasya! Are you out of your mind!”

She could always ask me anything, just except for this. I couldn’t do it, couldn’t even imagine doing so!

In desperation, without any hesitation, she knelt down her in front of me and clasped her hands to convince me.

“I’m begging you, brother! I know you can do it! You know you’re a perfect fit to be one. Gorgeous face, lovely body, overwhelming charisma, oh my goodness! For sure my clients would be satisfied by you—”

"They would be satisfied. I wouldn’t, Natasya. I couldn’t do it.”

I thought she was only requesting me to find a replacement male stripper, I couldn’t believe that this brat was asking me to do the entertainment myself! F*ck! I can’t!

She started crying, “Please, brother!”

“You know very well I can’t do that, Natasya. Just ask me anything else, except for a bullsh*t like this. Entertaining other people especially women in silly ways is never my forte.”

“I know but it’s just for tonight! You wouldn’t lose anything if you do it and you help me with this!”

Thinking that I would be a male stripper for a night sickened me to core. Excuse to male entertainers out there, I respect their life decisions and their choice of work if that’s the way they earn a living, it’s just that I find it so hard to do the thing that never in my life, not even once, I imagined I could do. I’m technically a businessman, not a party performer.

“You crazy head, stop it already and I can never do it.”

“But, brother—”

"My decision is final. There’s no way in hell you can make me agree with it."

"Okay, brother." She finally stood up and wiped away her tears from putting up for a dramatic act. She was sad and disheartened. "I'll just tell the client that the party will be canceled. Even if it means I'll have to lose my reputation as a businesswoman who couldn't keep my word to them. I will not only tear their trust but also their loyalty to my bar."

I didn’t say a thing. I only stared at her.

I knew she was only saying those things to make me feel guilty for not granting her request. D*mn, she was using some guilt-tripping trick on me! And no matter how I despised admitting it, this was somehow effective!

Well, at the end of the day, I am a brother who could never bear the thought of letting my sister down due to her helplessness to find a solution for her own problem, no matter how disgusted I felt about the assignment she was asking me to do to save her face in the name of her business!

“After tonight and after failing their expectations, I know I am going to gradually lose a number of supposed loyal clients to my bar…” she continued to increase my guilt of not being able to help her.

I closed my eyes tightly in pure frustration and anger, but at the same time, the heart of a sibling who couldn’t endure seeing my sister losing hope. Oh, if only she didn’t happen to be my only sister! I hated her for this but she could be my weakness at times, too!

“Fine, Natasya. Fine!” I finally gave up. “Now, stop guilt-tripping me. I'll do this for you and for your business's sake! Alright, but let me be clear to you that I’ll do this just this time, just for tonight and only for once, Natasya, and after tonight, you are never going to ask me to do this ever again, do you understand?”

She smiled in delight that she finally got to get what she wanted from me!

“Thank you so much, my dear big bro! You’re really the best big brother in the whole world! Just best of the bests! I really knew how you could never turn me down, especially in most of my difficult times! And yes, I swear, it’s only for tonight and I am never going to dare ask you to do this again. I love you, bro!”

"This will be the first and the last time you’d be asking me to be a male stripper in your night bar. No next time. Is that clear?”

She nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, bro Fabio! This is even clearer than crystal clear! I promise, no next times. Thank you very much, my ever-supportive big bro!”

The next thing she did was jumped to me and hugged me for feeling so much gratitude. Just imagine a brother who could do even stup*d things for the sake of the happiness of his only sibling! 

Tsk. Natasya’s so d*mn lucky!

She had come to me yesterday to seek that kind of difficult help, and I shook my head as I recalled it today. I've already had an experience that I never thought I'd have. A night of being a macho dancer! Just everything about it was insane! 

If there was only one thing I liked about what I did last night, it was the incredible moments I shared with the woman whom I had made love with.

Currently, I arrived at the Wynnfor Apparel—our clothing company and family-owned huge business.

I went straight to my office and took a shower to change. I selected a navy blue professional suit, a white undershirt, and navy blue slacks to complete my getup.

I sat down at my desk and started working right away. 

In order to avoid thinking about the silly woman I had an erotic encounter with last night, I read all the business-related articles.

I don't have any information about her. All I know is her first name. If I'm not mistaken, it's Tamara. I recall hearing that from her friends.

Tamara…