2. Setting the Price for Higher Bider

“Are you going to f**k the bit*h, with your pig belly? A man like you can only do a fat piglet in a barn,” one man responded, staggering on his feet with his eyes closing up. 

It did not matter the way he almost fell to the ground, neither did it matter the way he spoke, as if he was dozing off on his feet. The man he responded to had become a subject of mockery from other men. 

Such demeaning words were not allowed to go without a strike in his face as immediately as the man angrily did and to which all the men gathered up on them and cheered them into a fight. 

This did not mean that Alda stopped dancing to the rhythm of the music and Micheal did not stop admiring her even as he lifted another shot of whiskey to his mouth. 

He suddenly remembered what his late father's lawyer had told him earlier. "I will fire you, you just wait, just wait for me to get married to a virgin!" he slurred as he gulped down another shot. 

Since Micheal took the family business with such levity hands and had caused more trouble for his father and his name when his father was still alive, his father had written a will to make him the C.E.O if only Micheal got married. And most espcially, to a virgin lady because Micheal’s father believed getting married to a virgin will make him become responsible. 

"How can you write such a will to only make me the C.E.O. if only I become responsible?" Micheal furrowed his eyebrow and clenched his teeth together, expressing his anger more. 

Though Micheal looked miserable and angrier. He believed that Alda can help him forget his sad reality and that only tonight he would have her and not his regular threesome in the private room.

And to prove that he is the heir of Walt Draper’s group and that he is the son of the late billionaire which automatically made him a billionaire, he will mock all the men in the strip club by ridiculing their pockets. 

He beckoned to the nearest waitstaff and whispered into her ears. And the confirmation that the waitstaff heard him irrespective of the loud music. She nodded in response and immediately left everything she was doing, only to walk towards the glass room upstairs.

Just like Alda, it was mandatory for every worker in the Alchemy strip club to be naked and the only thing the waitstaff had worn was her pink high heels. 

Micheal laughed so wildly and loudly. And Alda had caught him doing this as well. She wondered why he opened his mouth wide and laughed out like a silly cat. 

“I will have this bit*h for three thousand. Get us a room already.” Another man shouted.

“Attention please,” the club owner voiced through the mic and on the stage. 

He was dressed in his white suit and tie and his oxford shoe. He was 6 inches tall and his face was not without make-up as he talked through the microphone as if he was a girl. 

This irritated Alda, but not to the extent of the words that came out of his mouth. 

“Whaat?” she exclaimed.   

“I can see everyone wants the new girl, haha‌, " said the club owner as he laughed silly, which revealed his gold teeth. “She is the special girl I don't just give to any man but special men, and tonight I have just been generous that she should dance for you to see. And as you can see, she is the fire.”  

Alda’s reaction was nothing but her biggest disbelief. First, she just started working as a stripper in the Alchemy strip club tonight and second, she was nothing special. She was a lowly girl from a lowly birth who was just trying to live by the day through the stipends she earns. 

Her mouth opened in shock as she sauntered her eyes through the whole club at maximum wonder. Still yet, it did not mean these drunken men did not believe the words that flew out of the club owner's mouth. 

In the same manner, Micheal who remained seated and drinking his shots of whisky also believed him. 

“This is why I will let you sleep with her if you pay me fifty grand.” the club owner declared. “Anyone wants to taste the sweet pu**y of this goddess?” he asked, wiping his hand into his hair as he sent a smile towards Micheal. 

Alda caught him doing this as well as she witnessed how Micheal nodded in response to him. This only proved to Alda that it was a devised plan of what Micheal had whispered to the waitstaff.

“No one would pay such a big sum to sleep with this slut. Take three thousand and five hundred and I will f**k her so well she will forget her name.” One of the men said at the peak of his voice. 

His words were why the other men could not control their laughter. Most especially because he was earlier ridiculed for his pot belly. This led another man to ask him if indeed he can sleep with a woman without his belly being hurt? 

That vexed him, “mind your damn business” He snapped and it led to a brawl. Though the other men cheered the two who were involved in the altercation to fight the more, the club owner only snapped his fingers together and the both of them were bounced out of the club almost immediately. 

The club owner cleared his throat, and he smiled again. "Who would sleep with this beautiful mistress here tonight? She is only going for one man.” He asked. 

Alda's heart beat faster than normal. She knew she could not sleep with anyone in the strip club and also that she needed to be paid for tonight's dance. She could not run away. 

Even if she did, she knew she would not be let free by those guards at the door by the terms of her employment. She would be dealt with massively if she dared disobey any order from the master. 

According to the terms of the contract, she was only a property to the strip club owner and, as she would be told, she must do.

Though Alda read the terms of this contract before she signed them, she blamed her desperate self for a job for her predicament right now.  

“Bring the card reader. I will pay fifty thousand and add extra to have the girl.” Micheal voiced from the bar table as he gulped down another shot and all the men in the club stared at him in shock.