Chapter 4

It was round 9pm, Emma gazed at her cellphone and the time was nearer, she stepped out of the house and walked towards the club way. As she stepped into the club, Natalie's eyes widened in surprise when she saw Emma. "Hey, you actually came," she said, a sly smile spreading across her face. Emma nodded, my heart racing with anticipation, feeling unease and uncomfortable.

Natalie's gaze roamed over me, her expression softening. "You don't look too good,Emma, are you sure you wanna do this?" she asked, concern etched in her voice.

Emma nodded,her jaw set in determination. "Yes, ofcourse, I will, I have to so that my mother could live, this is the only chance I have now and I dont wanna screw it up, I have to try my best and to whatever it takes if only it's just for tonight."

With that, Natalie took her hand and led her into the dressing room. They had only 30 minutes to get ready, and the air was thick with tension. A flamboyant man, dressed in a sparkling outfit, greeted us with a warm smile. "Darlings, let's get you looking stunning and astonishingly beautiful for tonight!"

He handed her a stripper costume, and she felt her body recoil in protest. But she pushed aside her doubts and let him dress her. Natalie, already dressed in her own costume, walked towards her, her eyes locked onto Emma's. "It's fine, I'm with you. All you have to do is dance and vibe along with me,  you will be fine, it's not that hard to do, anything I do just do it with me, you watch movies right? You know how strippers act, and trust me you are going to get money for your mother's surgery if you do well tonight and not think about your dignity, in life we go through risk to survive" she said 

Emma nodded, her body shaking with nervous energy. Natalie handed her a bottle of wine. "Drink this, with this you would be fine, but don't get too tipsy."

She downed the entire bottle, feeling the alcohol coursing through her veins. "I'm good now, i think I can do this now,let's head out."

As they walked onto the stage, Emma saw three poles and a sea of VIP men waiting for them to dance. Natalie pulled her close, and they began to dance. She felt her inhibitions melting away, her movements becoming sexier, more confident.

Her eyes locked onto Robert, the wealthiest man in the room, and she felt a spark of attraction. He watched her, his eyes burning with desire, and she knew she had him hooked.

But just as she was getting into the zone, Ryan, Robert's friend, intervened. "Hey, Robert, she's just a kid. Don't think about it."

Robert nodded, but his gaze never left hers. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he called the owner over and whispered something in his ear. The man nodded and smiled, and then walked towards her.

"That man wants to see you," he yelled over the music.

She smiled slyly, my heart racing with excitement. "This is it...the man my eyes caught." She said 

As the man pulled her towards Robert, she felt a rush of adrenaline. What would happen next? Would I be able to seduce him, or would I chicken out? The uncertainty was exhilarating, and I knew I was in for the ride of my life.

As Emma sat beside Robert, her fingers clicked together nervously. Robert's gaze locked onto her hands, and for a moment, he saw beyond the seductive dancer to the vulnerable girl trying to survive.

"Twerk for me,I want to feel you" Robert said, his voice high and deep.

Emma nodded, her eyes flashing with a mix of fear and determination. She began to dance, her body moving in ways that made Robert's own body respond. But just as he was about to whisper in her ear again, his phone vibrated.

Ryan handed him the phone, and Robert's smirk grew as he listened to Sophia's voice. "The kids are back, and we're at the hotel."

Robert nodded, his eyes never leaving Emma's face. He handed the phone back to Ryan and pulled Emma close, his hands wrapping around her waist. Emma, lost in the music and the alcohol, didn't notice the exchange and the touches.

As Robert pulled her face close, their eyes locked in a charged moment. "Should we head inside?" he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Emma nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. Robert bid Ryan farewell, and they walked into the VIP suite, the door closing behind them like a secret.

Emma's eyes widened as she took in the opulent room. "Awesome, VIP suite, only for the rich," she said, her voice laced with a mix of awe and envy.

Robert smirked, his shirt unbuttoned to reveal his chiseled chest. "Do you have a hate for the rich?" he asked, his eyes glinting with amusement.

Emma sat on the chair, pulling off her shoes with a sultry movement. "No I don't hate them..I just envy them," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Robert smirked and unbuttoned his shirt, his abs showing, sending shivers down Emma spine. She bit her lips and crossed her legs.

Robert's gaze roamed over her, his body responding to her words. "I don't like when ladies bite their lips like that in front of me," he said, his voice low and husky. "It turns me on."

Emma's eyes flashed with defiance, and she bit her lip again. Robert's hand veins bulged as he pushed her onto the bed, his body covering hers.

The air was thick with tension, the only sound their heavy breathing. Emma's heart raced, her body responding to Robert's touch. She knew she was playing with fire, but she couldn't help herself. She was drawn to the flame, moth-like, helpless to resist.

Emma undressed, she and Robert was naked, He pushed her to the bed and began to kiss her from head to her n**ples,he kissed his thigh, Emma bit her lips again and Robert saw her, he got furious and sexually aroused again, so he laid on her skin to skin and dipped her C**k into her va***nal, but then he noticed something was off about her. He glared at her, their eyes locked on each other, their breathing was slow and steady, but then he tried again after making her so wet, he stopped and pulled her face close to his, their lips not so far from each other.

“Are you a virgin?” Robert asked…..