02. Catalina

King...

" Where is Ronaldo?" I asked, still fiddling with the paperwork on my desk.

" He is busy at the moment," Lorenzo said, sitting across the table.

" Busy with?" I asked, raising my head to face him.

" I don't know Storm, I really don't know," he said, resting his arms behind his neck.

" Go find him," I said, turning my attention back to the paperwork.

" Storm, do I have to?" he asked, placing his feet on the table.

I stared at him as he sat down as if he was on the beach. I stood up from my table and leaned forward to push him back, and when I did, the chair fell, making the back of his head hit the white marble floor.

" Fuck!" he groaned after the impact.

" Go get Ronaldo," I repeated before sitting back on my chair and reading the paperwork.

" You don't have to be a dick," Lorenzo whined, standing up and rubbing the back of his head.

" Yes, and you do not have to be a pussy about it. Now find him," I said, shooing him.

He groaned and walked out the door. I focused more on the paper at hand than the man that had entered my office without knocking. From the glimpse of my eye, the man in black sat on the small chair opposite me.

" You called for me," he stated, folding his arms towards his chest.

" I want you to go dispose of the situation in my basement. I know I did not do it, and Lorenzo was not there, so only you have the access card to that specific room," I said, looking up at the man across me.

" Yeah sure, I'll do it." He said coldly.

We then fell into an awkward silence which Lorenzo decided to break, immediately after alerting us with a screeching voice that he was on his way. We turned to face the man as he acted out his grand entrance before strutting towards us while holding his hips.

" Let's go to Dark Crystal. I'm bored and y'all are mad at each other, so come on, let's go," Lorenzo said before sitting on the polished desk.

" I'm not going anywhere with him," Ronaldo said, pointing at me with his finger.

" Remove that from my face before I chop it off and feed it to your dogs," I said grimly.

" I still can't believe you fucked my girlfriend!" He growled and Lorenzo snickered before getting both of our attention.

" What did you expect? She was a fucken escort and she didn't even tell you," Lorenzo retorted.

" And I did say I am sorry. I did not know. She just happened to be in the same hotel I was in." I said, shrugging. " Okay, today we will go to Dark Crystal, you fuck whoever you want and I will pay it off."

" You better do it Storm or else...the next girl who enters the house as yours, I'll fuck them bloody before you do," he said angrily, and I chuckled.

" Okay fine, stop crying, let us go. I cannot focus on these papers and focus on you," I said, chuckling, and I got off from my seat and they did the same.

We got out of the office and went down to the basement. Instead of a normal standardized garage, others are parked underground, in the basement.

Lorenzo quickly grabbed the car keys out of his pocket before running towards the Mercedes G wagon. He ran and got in the driver's seat while I sat at the back because I was making up to Ronaldo. He then quickly started the ignition and we drove out of the private estate, going to one of the clubs that I had owned.

We soon arrived at the building and we had to park across the building because there was not enough parking space. It was only around eight pm but the place was full. We slowly walked out of the car and had to cross the street.

Fernando stood out against the door in a black long-sleeved T-shirt and black jeans as well as Timberlands. His physique is detailed in a tight shirt, showing off how he goes to the gym every day. He saw us and then slowly nodded, before opening the black steel doors to the club.

The room was dark and the neon lights were the only things lighting up the place. Loud music played and girls on poles were dancing to the music while others were teasing men with their exposed bodies.

"If it isn't the big bosses, how can we help you today?" Patrick greeted us.

" Three private booths. I want a private dance," I said before Ronaldo interrupted me.

" I want a private session," he said, smirking.

" I want both," Lorenzo said, smirking as well.

" How many hours?" Patrick asked, looking at us from his sunglasses.

Who wears glasses at night, in a dark room?

" Just an hour is fine with me," I said.

" I want the whole night, till tomorrow at four am," Ronaldo said.

" I just want three hours," Lorenzo said, eyeing me.

" On whose Tab?" Patrick asked.

" Mine," I said, rolling my eyes, and the two grown killers snickered.

" Okay sir. You know your way to the private booths," Patrick said before leaving us, and a girl wearing skimpy shorts and pads on her nipples while wearing black ankle-high boots came forward to us. Her red hair, slicked back into a bun and the amount of make-up on her face made her look like a Barbie doll.

She grabbed Ronaldo's hand before seductively walking with him eyeing her non-existing butt and biting into his fist to stifle a groan. They walked up the ascending, whirling staircase and we followed on until we reached a corridor with black doors on each side of the white ascending wall that led to a tall glass wall that created a pleasant view of the city.

Ronaldo and the girl disappeared into one of the rooms. Lorenzo looked at me before we did our secret handshake and disappeared into our designated room. I am not one who fucks the strippers. I always have a private dance because fucking your employees seems like a lot of work. Ronaldo and Lorenzo never mind the situation at hand.

The room I was in was also dark but the blue-led lights did justice to the room. You could see a mini stage and a pole in the middle. There was a white leather seat in the middle of the room, close to the stage, and a white side table with complimentary cigars and a bottle of Hennessy with a glass next to it.

I sat on the seat and sighed aloud; closing my eyes, waiting for my private session to start. I was interrupted by a song playing. I slightly opened my eyes and there emerged a slim, thick lady. She strutted towards the pole, making her huge ass bounce up and down in a very innocent action.

She was wearing a two-piece, do not know what color because I cannot see it. Her hair was styled into a long, slicked curly ponytail. She was wearing long high heels but she still looked short in them. Her push-up bra made her tits form a very not innocent cleavage. She had on a bikini G-string showing her big ass.

The song Streets by Doja Cat was playing but it was the slow version. Immediately after the song said "like you" at the beginning, she started swaying her hips from side to side, teasingly grabbing at the material of her bikini. She then strutted towards the pole and wrapped her legs around the pole and innocently rolled down the pole.

She grabbed the pole high and pinned the pole in-between her thick thighs, and whirled around the pole without holding onto it, making her ponytail lean down as her head did the same. I sat up from my seat as I was intrigued by the situation at hand.

While on the pole, she pushed herself up so high and she spread her legs. They were so straight; you would swear she was a human ruler. She then slid down to the ground, hitting the floor with a split before bouncing up her ass, getting an involuntary groan from me. She was not facing me, her back was. She leaned her head back, facing me. I noticed that she was wearing a mask on her face.

She leaned her head forward and gripped the pole, making her stand. She then turned to face me and, somehow, I felt nervous. I signaled her to come here with my two fingers and she complied. She strutted over slowly, coordinated with the song playing in the background.

She reached me and I saw that she was wearing a black lacy material. Her mask was also black and her eyes sparkled in the dim room. She strutted over behind me while I still looked ahead. I felt her soft hands tracing down on my neck. I sighed aloud and her hands reached up to my chest before she traced them again.

She placed her leg between my legs while standing from behind. I could not help but try to feel her skin but she quickly removed her leg and I chuckled; she was teasing me. She then walked over to stand in front of me before she swayed her hips while going down.

She ended up kneeling before me and I mentally hissed. She crawled over to me and knelt between my parted legs, tracing her hands across my thighs, causing me to tense up. Her hands slowly continued to trail up my thighs, teasingly.

She finally came to a stop by my bulge before she traced her thumb slightly towards my crotch and I groaned. I quickly grabbed her hands in mine and they were small. She gasped in shock at my sudden action when I turned her around, facing her back as she was kneeling.

" Stand up," I ordered, and she did so, showing her huge ass in closer view." Move closer to me, without facing me."

Her ass was directly on my face, causing me to groan at how full and round they were. I grabbed her ass and she gasped. I began molding it into my hands before I spanked it; it went wavy and I smirked. I pulled her down, making her sit on my lap.

She held on tightly to the arm rest as I traced my hand around her body. Starting from her tits to her very thick thighs. She tensed under my every touch and best believe that turned me on. I wrapped my right hand around her neck, chocking her. She leaned back, her head on my shoulder.

" You like that?" I asked, she gently nodded in my hand, and I got turned on.

She jerked up a bit as I grew hard. I groaned at the sudden movement because she landed her butt on my crotch. I traced my left hand on her thick thighs and you could hear her breath hitch. I moved my hand between her inner thighs and she froze.

I leaned her head back, her face now closer than it already was. I licked just behind her ear and bit the bottom of her ear.

I then did something I never thought I would do, until she reached her peak.

" Did you like that?" I asked, watching her still in daze.

She nodded at my question, still trying to gather up her breath.

"You are so sweet," I spoke, praising her.

Her legs were slumped on the armrest, so I removed them and placed them both on the floor. I stood up, helping her stand as she almost fell, balancing her as I slowly grabbed onto her underwear and pulling it down.

I knelt and removed her panties from her. She stepped out of the panty and I grabbed it from the floor before I sniffed it, groaning at her scent. I then put it in my pocket and since I could see she was tired, I picked her up marital style and carried her out the room before taking her into a private session room.

I entered the room and placed her on the bed. She had already passed out. I stared down at her and her naked self.

" You didn't pay for a private session," I scoffed to myself.

I then closed the door after walking out the room. I descended the stairs before heading out towards the manager's office. I barged in and found him smoking weed.

" Sir!" he exclaimed as he got off from his chair and I told him to stop.

" What's the girl's name that I was with?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

" Her stage name is Catalina," Patrick said.

" Does she do private sessions?" I asked, frowning.

" Not yet. Seven more months till she is 22," Patrick answered.

" Okay. Book her off," I demanded, and Patrick frowned.

" But why sir?" He asked.

" DON'T ASK ME FOOLISH QUESTIONS. WHEN SHE IS OF AGE, DON'T ALLOW HER FOR ANY PRIVATE SESSIONS OR DANCES. WHEN SOMEONE WANTS HER, YOU TELL ME, AND I'LL PAY IT OFF. BUT SHE IS BOOKED OFF. I'M THE ONLY ONE ALLOWED, CAPISCI?" I roared and he quickly nodded.

" Okay good. Tell those two imbeciles they can use an Uber or they can call the driver to come fetch them. I will be at home and Room Ten is occupied. Pay her double the amount for a private dance," I said, before turning away.

" But why sir?" Patrick asked and I turned to face him with a scowl on my face.

" Cause I said so," I said before walking out the office.

I passed a few dancers throwing themselves at me but I shoved them off. One even mumbled a "Jerk." I walked out the building, passing Fernando and bidding him farewell. I got in the car, and the voice activation turned on the ignition. I then drove back home with one thing on my mind; Catalina.