The Young Master's Woman
WSTM Chapter 8 - Mister Wants to Sleep With Me?
The deg! Damian's heart was throbbing pain, the two blue eyes were flowing a strange beat, a familiar feeling that he had once felt.
Damian's locked gaze at the dancing girl made Marcel and Aldian secretly look at each other, feeling their plan was almost successful. They remained silent, waiting for Damian to open his voice first.
"Can the woman be hired?" ask Damian at last.
"Can!" marcel answered quickly. "I guess I can only be hired as a date, but if you pay more, it could be more than a date" he said.
"Asking her to come down, I'll pay anything" Damian said, not wanting to see the blue-eyed woman continue dancing in front of everyone. As if he was not willing if his body became a spectacle.
"Ready Boss!" marcel replied as if he were acting like Damian's right hand.
Marcel then went to the manager of the club that night, with one order the manager made the chant stop, he also asked the dancer to come down.
Ainsley who knew nothing could only obey the wishes of his boss, he immediately went down and ran towards the dressing room.
Some visitors protested because the show had just begun. But instead of attracting the dancer again to go on stage, it sounded the sound of DJ music back blaring.
Signs that the dance show is over. Initially it did sound a lot of mockery, but gradually the atmosphere inside the club was back to festive.
"Tonight Damian wants to be with the woman" Marcel said.
"Okay sir, please wait in the VIP room. The dancer will approach, "the manager replied, hearing Damian's name alone made him tremble with pleasure, he would not have thought long to obey all the wishes of the Young Master.
"Good," replied Marcel with satisfaction.
After the negotiations, Marcel approached Damian and Aldian. They go to the VIP room together and then leave Damian alone there.
The room was dim and the sofa was long and a bed was reduced to a large size, this room was already like a hotel room.
Damian waited unsettled, not knowing what his meeting with the woman would be like.
About 5 minutes waiting, finally heard the sound of the door opening. Damian turned his head towards the door and saw the dancer coming in, still wearing the same dress during the performance, complete with a mask covering her face. Only both eyes and lips were left open.
Yes, this was the first meeting between Ainsley and Damian after 16 years of time had passed. And neither of the two knew each other.
"Good night sir" said Ainsley in a voice so soft, he walked in and closed the door.
"Sit down" Damian replied.
But Ainsley did not immediately sit down, he saw on the table had not presented anything, no food or drink. While he's only here to accompany the man to spend the night, it's not an outlet of desire.
"You want to drink something, sir? I'll prepare first" Ainsley bargained.
"No, I just want us to talk."
Oho! Ainsley nodded, This client must only need friends to vent. All right, inner Ainsley then.
He sat on one of the couches followed by Damian, the man sitting in front of the dancer. A position that makes Ainsley frown, because usually his clients will choose to sit next to him. A little bit of petting it is not a problem.
"Why are you sitting there? Don't want to sit next to me?" ask Ainsley anyway.
"What's your name?" damian asked, instead of answering the dancer's question, he asked the question as well.
"Sorry sir, I never mentioned my name to a client."
"Can I see your face?"
"No," Ainsley replied quickly, but she uttered the rejection with a smiling lip.
"I'm not going to ask you what your name is either" Ainsley later said.
Damian silently smiled slightly, for some reason he felt at ease with this mysterious sense.
"Do you usually serve guests like this?" damian and Ainsley asked.
"You slept with them?" ask Damian again.
"Master wants to sleep with me?" reply Ainsley anyway.