Chapter 25

In embarrassment, he quickly pulled his knees together and leaned forward to place his elbows on his knees in a bid to conceal it from the others around him and he didn't miss the way she smirked and bit a corner of her lower lip in a seductive way.

In fact, that one look was enough to let Stephen know that she was already into him, or so he thought, and he suddenly felt like getting laid. He had not had sex for the past five weeks now and just the fragrance of this stripper's body spray had effortlessly awakened all his dormant sexual she which had suddenly gone numb after Susan had ditched him. 

But there was a catch; a sinister plan was already hatching in Stephen's mind against the innocent stripper. For some reason, Stephen suddenly felt like hurting Violet. He felt that since she was a stripper and was used to teasing men, then she was just the perfect sexual object to unleash all the built-up frustration and anger on which his heartbreak by Susan had caused. 

And since it was obvious that cruel men were what bad girls like Susan and Violet preferred, then he was going to be mean tonight by doing something he had never done- violating Violet.

His broken relationship with Susan had thought him two things- that men who were too soft, easily got taken for granted and kicked to the curb after being used, and the realization that most women love and respect men who treated them like crap, so he concluded that this beautiful stripper here, who had succeeded in seducing and working him all up would be his very first victim for tonight. 

She was going to be his first specimen to experiment on because he was now ready to embark on a spree of breaking so many hearts and treating women like the heartless bitches they truly were. Women thought that they wielded power over men with their bodies, well, he was about to show one who really was the boss. 

With the eyes of a predator locked on his unsuspecting prey, he watched Violet gather her tips from the ceramic bowl. Without bothering to straighten out the crumpled notes, he saw her push the money into a purse that she had left at a corner of the stage and started to walk away from the stage. 

He got up after downing three bottles of beer, and in his partial-tipsy state, he followed her back to the bar where she was obviously going to order for a drink in order to soothe her thirst while a new stripper occupied the stage that she had just vacated. 

But unknown to both of them, the patron's lustful eyes were still fixed on her and he summoned a waitress who was passing by, pushed several rolled-up notes of one thousand naira into her bra and began to harvest the information he needed about Violet from the compliant waitress with his eyes never leaving his quarry.