4. At first we met

Stephano’s POV-

An enchanting lady took to the polished brass pole, her movements were fluid, mesmerizing, and swift, she moved just like the serpent on the pole in the bible. Her caramel-toned skin seemed to glisten under the sultry glow of the lights.

Her shimmering sequined outfit gracefully swayed around the pole as she held onto it, her outfit was appealing as all her cleavages were on display for all to see, I felt the urge to walk up to the stage and have her there, my cock hardened the more at the mere thought of this.

The audience was captivated by the confidence in her every sway and twirl, as they cheered and applauded her every move.

My gaze was still fixed on her and was not about to look away any time soon, the cheering from the crowd even became louder. She twerked her backside at intervals and they bounced at the rhythm of the song the DJ played.

Men and women went up to the stage where she was performing and they started to spray her with lots of money, even Pedro was not left out as he spent his last cash on her, I just sat down and relaxed on the edge of my seat as I sipped my whisky enjoying her performance.

She ignored them as if no one was in the club. I was very sure she was the one I came to Cape Town for, she was everything I wanted in a lady of her caliber, only that she looked like she was in her late twenties, but right now it didn't matter anymore.

She had turned to face the crowd giving the “daring” look, every other person must have turned to look away but my eyes never left her since she came on stage.

It didn't take her too long to notice me, I mean, I'm always different from everyone, in terms of physical look and charisma. Like I said earlier, it's very difficult for women to resist me.

Mbali’s POV-

This was not my first time performing tonight but all I can say is that tonight's performance was the best I've ever performed.

I found my confidence on the pole six years back, everyone looked forward to seeing my performance every last Saturday of the month.

What gave me joy the most was the cash they rained on me, even after Luca had taken his share there was still a lot for me.

I continued to dance as I noticed the crowd had not been satisfied yet, and then an angel in human form stole my attention.

He was a handsome man certainly in his thirties, he wore a well-fitted black shirt, that complimented his lean, athletic build.

His shirt was not buttoned up as I could see his muscled bare chest, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up revealing his wrist, his Rolex wristwatch was on display on his right wrist, and his Gold bracelet on his left wrist. I strained my eyes further to see if he had any marriage band on but to my relief he had none.

His chiseled jawline is accentuated by a neatly trimmed beard, and his piercing eyes emanate confidence.

Looking at him he oozes an air of sophistication and charisma, making him stand out in the crowd.

He sat confidently as he sipped on a glass of whisky, the amber liquid reflecting the flickering lights, his fingers lightly tapped the rim of his glass, echoing the rhythm of the music.

My gaze was fixed on him, as he sat there entranced. Time seems to stand still as our eyes are locked in a magnetic connection. I decided to continue the enchanting dance that had him fix his gaze on me like that, but it was clear that I was just performing for him and he still couldn't tear his gaze away.

Sensing his intense admiration, I teased him with a sly smile and he reciprocated by raising his glass gently.

He discreetly motioned for me to spin around slowly, I followed his unspoken request, and with a sensual spin, I revealed my back to him as I gently shook my backside.

When I turned I was disappointed at what I saw, another woman was on his lap, conversing with him, I was furious and wondered who it was that had stolen his attention from me so quickly.

Luca signaled me to leave the stage as my performance had ended and I was given the last cheer from the crowd. But my attention was still on “Mr. Dreamboat”, I had to leave quietly before someone noticed what was going on in my mind.

As I left the stage and went in to change, I turned to see if he would look at me even once but all his attention was on the Lady.

I hurriedly changed my outfit and went to the bar, I ordered my drink and I saw the lady was sitting next to him and not on his lap anymore, I got a shocker when I saw her face and it was Isabella.

I felt a tingling of jealousy but I was not alarmed because she was just keeping him company as she should, she saw me and simply waved at me.

“Two shots more, Jose,” I said to the barman.

I gulped it down and raised my head to see “Mr. Dreamboat” engulfed in a call as he left the club with his friend.

I was confused and wondered if he just teased me with the way he looked at me as I performed, was I not attractive to him? I thought.

Well, I hope our paths cross next time.

“You did great out there girlfriend”, Isabella whispered into my ears as she came from behind.

“I did?”, I asked forcing a smile.

“Yes, you did and you got yourself an admirer”, she giggled like a child who was given a snack.

“Really? Who is he?” I asked curiously, hoping it was Mr. Dreamboat.

“The young handsome man I sat with”, she replied as she pointed to where she sat with him.

“Okay, what did he say?”

“Nothing much, he only asked if you were a full-time worker and asked for Luca’s card”, Isabella narrated as she gulped her shot.

I felt a bit uneasy, he didn't ask for my name or even give me his card.

“But you know he left in a hurry”, I continued as I didn't want to end the discussion about him so quickly.

“Yeah, he got a call, maybe from a nagging wife”, Isabella joked and we both laughed at it and asked for more shots.