The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

7



Chapter seven

Elena’s pov

Tonight was the night I started working for the billionaire guy my boss had discussed with me about. Let’s get to it!

As I gazed into the mirror, I made sure my makeup was flawless and checked my Victoria’s Secret lingerie for any potential issues. Thankfully, everything was perfect!

Yes I know, I also dislike my job too. And when someone tries to pressure me into doing something I don’t want to or into h@ving se*x, I don’t give in either.

Dancing is amazing! And guess what? Diamond Foxx became famous just last year! “How cool is that?” I know, right?

I remember the feedback I received from the guys when I provided my service, and it was always super positive!

Velvet X was the hottest dancer at that time, and wow, she had an incredibly sexy body.

But things took a turn when she accused a customer of making advances and got fired after it was found out she was lying.

I walked out of the dressing room, the music was blasting in the background, and as soon as I entered the club, every guy couldn’t help but whistle when they saw me, calling my attention to them.

Diamond Foxx will forever hold a special place in everyone’s heart.

I strolled past the usual area and headed towards the VIP section, where I expected to find Mr. Billionaire probably awaiting my arrival.

I encountered a rather intimidating guard positioned directly in front of the entrance.

“Hey, umm… I’m here to see Mr. Billionaire. Am Diamond Foxx?”

I’m not sure how else to approach him, he was just standing there, expressionless so I had to introduce myself that way.

After a minute of having to look at me intensely, he finally granted me access

I’ve only been to the VIP section once, not that I don’t like the place, but most of my money comes from the guys who buy regular tickets.

The moment I saw Mr. Billionaire, he glanced back at me. He was wearing a black mask and had a cigarette in his mouth. I’m not usually into guys who smoke.

“Hey, come on over here,” he said in his deep, husky voice.

I strutted over to him seductively, exuding confidence, and judging by his reaction, he liked it.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“You’ll be my stri*pper for a while, Hope you’re aware,” he said with a hint of anticipation.

“Yes”

“Very good, now commence your work immediately” He seemed like quite the demanding type.

I glanced at the DJ and gestured at him with a snap of my fingers.

As my favorite song filled the air, I couldn’t help but get thrilled by the music. As I spread his legs apart, I began to shake my hi*ps seductively.

Cardi B’s “Wap” is irresistible for any stri*pper, putting you in the perfect mood to give the perfect lap dance.

I could tell he was loving it without even needing to look at his reaction.

I kept on rocking him for what seemed like fifteen minutes, and I gotta admit he wasn’t enjoying the moment more than I was, which is quite funny because I hated doing stuff like this.

“That’s enough!” He commanded, causing me to halt suddenly. I turned to him, wearing a puzzled expression.

“Why do I have to stop?” I questioned, seeking clarification.

“Because your services are no longer needed for the day, please leave”

I was in complete disbelief when he dropped those words. I’m lost, wondering if he’s bipolar or something.

Mac’s pov

The next day,

The following day, I sat in class during the first lecture barely listening to the lecturer teaching. I was eagerly awaiting Elena’s arrival. I used to not care about her schedule or what she did, until yesterday when I found out she was my next target.

In a rush, someone entered the room and took a seat. I glanced to the side and realized it was her.

“Ah, my precious doll,” I whispered to myself, as I set my gaze on her. I completely disregarded the teacher that was going on and on lecturing, and couldn’t help but admire her.

It seemed like she sensed my gaze because she instinctively turned towards me. Our eyes met briefly, but she quickly looked away without showing any emotion.

I shifted my attention back to the teacher, eagerly hoping that she would finish soon.

As the class drew to a close, she uttered her final words,

“Regarding the assignment I assigned earlier, let’s make it more hands-on. I’ll pair you up in twos, and you and your partner will plant a seed and closely observe it. Keep a daily record of your actions and any changes. Take note when the stem starts to sprout and capture daily pictures. All the details are written on the board.”

As she approached the students, she paired everyone up in twos. When she reached me, she paired Noah with Dan and then spoke.

” Who do I pair you with now? I paired your two friends already.”

I seized the opportunity and glanced in Elena’s direction. It appeared that she caught my attention, and in response, I grinned mischievously and inquired.

I gestured towards Elena and asked, “What about her?” while pointing in her direction.

I could see her clench both of her fists and lower her head, which looked appealing to me.

The teacher glanced at Elena and shrugged, as if it wasn’t a big deal, saying, “Not bad, You two are paired now.”

She went on to pair up the remaining students, and once she was finished, she departed.

I swiftly got up and approached her seat, standing in front of her with a confident smirk. She looked up at me and asked, “What are you trying to do?”

I acted as if I didn’t grasp her meaning, responding with a feigned sense of confusion.

“Why’d you go and ask our teacher to team us up?” She questioned, her face showing clear anger.

“Because I couldn’t think of anyone else to be paired with,” I smirked and arched my waist, leveling my face directly towards hers.

She let out an irritated sound and averted her gaze.

She can hate me as much as she wants but I must make sure to get her to fall for me, that’s only if I want to win my bet with Noah.

“I wasn’t in the mood to talk nor bully, or better still I didn’t want to bully her for now” so I just walked away leaving her to herself.


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