CHAPTER 7

A month. A whole month, and I was still

doing private dances for Him. It wasn't every blessed day though, so mostly, I had time for myself, and some girl time with Alexa. I had still not asked for his name yet, and I didn't bother to ask Kyle either since he was not going to tell me anyway.

Sometimes, he had his whole attention on me, and other times, he acted as if I did not exist. That bad-boy aura he carried made him super sexy, and I gawked him in my head all the time.

He made me feel things only he could do, there were days he made me feel he wanted to have me just as much as I wanted him, and then boom; it would seem like he was stopping himself.

“What are you doing to me?” He hoarsely asked me one night.

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A WEEK AGO

As usual, I went to the red room, taking my position on the dance floor. Five minutes into the dance, he got up from his seat, making cautious steps towards me.

“Jabari... I am Jabari Tejada,” he whispered in my ear and rubbed his hand through my soft black shoulder-length hair that I had let down.

He looked at me with hungry eyes as if I were his prey. Or, so I thought.

“Jabari!” The name rolled off my tongue and at that moment, realization dawned on me. Oh! No. How did I not know this?

All this while, I'd been fantasizing about a Senator's son. None other than Jabari Tejada.

He stared deeper into my soul, or at least, I thought he could see my soul.

He, I, and the not-so-dark room, the Red Room.

“.I've been trying so hard not to touch you, but you make it impossible all the time. The way your body moves perfectly seduces me entirely, yet, I keep fighting the urge not to bend you over, right in this room.”

I listened closely to the words that came out of his mouth, hunger lacing his voice and dancing in his eyes.

“Then what's stopping you?” I asked, slowly stepping closer to him. I stared back at him with hooded eyes, my hands flat on his chest.

In a swift moment, his hand around my waist pulled me close to him, leaving no space. His hungry mouth taking mine. He sucked on my lower lip. I moaned, giving him the chance to battle my tongue.

“Fuck!” He cussed.

He raised me against the wall, his greedy hands touching every part of me. It felt better in person than in my imagination.

“I want to take you right here,” he spoke amidst the kissing. I could not bring myself to reply, I just moaned.

Within a second, my lingerie was off.

“Too many clothes,” I spoke breathlessly, tugging at his belt, and after a moment, I was fumbling with his shirt’s buttons.

The only sounds that could be heard in the room were the soft music playing in the background and our moans that kept bouncing back at us. Jabari pulled his shirt over his head, and oh boy, he was a beautiful sight to see. I stared at his torso, the tattoos on his shoulder and his arm.

Was it wrong to be doing this? I mentally asked myself, but again, my selfish hunger that needed to be sated told me it was alright.

He was a good kisser and he worked my body like no one had ever done in years.

He locked his eyes with mine as he went down on me, nothing felt better than what he was doing, not even all the times Jerome went down on me. I forbade myself from saying another cuss word but it was hard to stay quiet when he was that good.

“I want to have you,” he spoke softly and moaned quickly as he came up to kiss me. “Fuck, you're so sexy.”

“Mm.” I moaned back. “Have me then.” My words trailed off, but I did not take my eyes off his.

He smirked, lust dancing in his eyes, burning desires, just like mine. For a moment, a whole sensation engulfed me.

He was slow and careful. But at a point, I was beginning to be restless because I wanted more.

“You don't like my sweet side, huh?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Fuck, no,” I replied sharply and quickly.

“Then tell me what you want.”

“Let's get rough,” I spoke more quietly this time.

He was amazingly good, the best. After a while of absurd sex, we lay quietly on the sofa, our breaths heavy, and when we finally came down from our high, we started dressing up.

“Shit!” I cursed under my breath when I realized I had spent an extra hour in the red room. Without uttering a word to him, I left to my changing room but I had no time to change. I wore my knee-length coat over my lingerie, tying my hair up.

“I'll see you tomorrow, Kyle.” I bade my bye and went outside, luckily for me, I met a familiar driver who drove me home.

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PRESENT DAY

“What's got you thinking, baby girl?” Jerome asked me, throwing an armrest at me. I looked at my best friend who ate his ice cream like it was the last dessert on earth.

“Are you going to talk or not?” He asked again.

“Why are you asking me so many questions like that, Jay?” I asked. “It's irritating,” I concluded with an eye roll.

“Cause you've been awfully quiet for a while now, and that's not like you. You're not talkative, that, I know, but you're only silent when something's on your mind. So spill the beans.”

“You know, you annoy me sometimes,” I said, pretending to be angry.

“Just spill the beans already, young lady.”

“Fine,” I sighed heavily, raising my hands in defeat. “We, we, err... we had sex in the Red room. I know, I know, I know it's wrong but it just happened. We couldn't stand it anymore. I mean, our burning desires had to be sated somehow.” I blurted out like I had been caught doing something wrong.

“You did what? Relax and talk to me.”

“Didn't you hear what I said? We had sex!”

“Yes, I got that, but who is this person we're talking about here? Is it the same guy in your dreams?” He asked and laughed, raising his eyebrows for my reply.

“Er, yes. , I finally found out his identity. He's Jabari Tejada.” I couldn't stop ranting, whereas Jerome, at that time, had opened his mouth wide. I must admit, he's way more dramatic than I am.

In seconds, he had googled Jabari's bio and was showing it to me on his phone.

“Are you sure he's the one you shagged? Are you not being deceived by any crook trying to play you off?” He laughed.

“Jay, I'm not in the mood for questioning now. Besides, do I look that dumb to you? I don't think I'll just mistake a guy I made out with” I threw the armrest he had thrown at me earlier back at him.

“I mean,” I continued. “How did I not know this? How didn't I know he was Jabari, not even Kyle told me.” I was confused. “Oh! I get it now. Kyle knew him, and that was why he immediately allowed me to do private dances for him. What a scumbag.”

“Calm down, girl. Are you disturbed you shagged your Senator's son or the part where Kyle knew but didn't tell you?”Jay asked.

“Both I guess,” I replied with no hesitation.

“I don't see anything wrong about it, except the fact that he's probably banging other girls. I don't get why you are still not active on social media, you could have known.”

“It's okay. Let's drop the topic. How's work?”

“Smooth like always. We are expecting a new M.D. soon, that jackass has been fired.”

“You sound happy.”

“I am. I feel something bigger coming this time. Like we're gonna plan a big event.” He smiled from ear to ear.

“Mm.. that's good. I wanna talk to my dad, so later. I'll be in my room I said to him and got my ass up, bending a little to go be him a kiss on the cheek.

“My regards to him.” I nodded and left for my room.

“I wonder how weird things are going to be next we see each other,” I murmured to myself by dialing my dad's number. It sure had been a while after my visit with Alexa.

“Hey, oldie!” I called out and heard a soft giggle from his side.

“How's my baby girl doing?” ...