Chapter 2: Text Message

*SHANNON*

"Sweetheart you should be happy, you did well," Jason said he was my boss and the manager of Midnight's club. For a young man, Jason was handsome and kind-hearted. The club was divided into two parts. The one on the second floor was an exclusive strip club where I performed as their queen while the lower one was just a regular bar. Nothing special happened. People came to drink there and relax with their partners or friends.

"We should celebrate.... After a long time I want to go out," Sabrina said, hugging me. I was too exhausted to drink about partying or celebrating.

"Jason, you handle the rest. I have to go home," I said, kicking away the heels. Both stared at me if they were lost. Of course, I knew what they were thinking. Jason brought a large envelope full of cash. Men paid so much money to see me. It was like this every time, the club made millions in a night. If Jason wasn't the young richest man then I didn't know who was. He knew just how to run his business, other strips clubs envied him because of the customers he got every night.

"Sweetheart.... Like you said...... Tonight no private shows.... But ..." Jason stammered as he walked up to me and half sat on the dressing table. I was busy getting ready the heavy makeup to hear what he had to say.

"I know..... So what's up?" I asked wondering why he was hesitant.

"Tomorrow night.... I know it will be a special day but we have a huge booking," Jason remarked and I instantly looked at him. He didn't forget what we discussed previously. Looking at him I knew he had done something.

"It's just a night... He's a elite Laura...... He's loaded and a hottie and tomorrow....."

"You know I can't Tomorrow...... Jason what's with you...... I made it clear," I already told him what I'd be doing the following night. I worked every day even on Saturdays but the following day was different. He knew I got a day off once a year.

"It's his bachelor's party.... I want to refuse this...... But he paid triple the amount just to have a show.... Please Baby, reconsider.... It's his last day and you know how men are,"Jason pleaded, grabbing my hand. I shrugged him away and rose to my feet. Sabrina stood to the sides knowing this didn't concern her.

"We talked about this...... Send ivy or Julie..... Please don't ask....... I won't make it, "I simply refuse and walked to my closet. It was already past midnight. He knew any better than to trouble me.

"My Lady, my sweet this loser out.... If the dancer queen doesn't go..... I'll be sued Sweetheart, do you want this cute baby face to go to Jail?" Jason rushed to me and said with puppy eyes. Just like every time he used cute faces to get me to say yes. If not for the fact that he was too adorable for his age. I would have turned him down.

"Fine.... But..."

"I spoke to the guys. I told them strictly an hour..... No touching and no overtime and no getting intimate," he said, cutting me off, he knew the rules. No one was supposed to touch the queen dancer. The Rules I lay down for the business. I saw as Jakson beamed in excitement.

"So, it's settled. Tomorrow night..... I'll have Tyler send over the van to pick you u," saying that Jason hugged me and stormed out of the room. The entire time I was hiding my phone. Glancing at the glowing screen, unfortunately, there was nothing. With a sigh, I placed it back on the table and took off the wig I was wearing the entire time.

I was Shannon Wilson known as the dancer queen, my identity was secret, I did my service with mask. But I was just an ordinary girl.

"Worried huh.... I'm sure she's gonna call," came Sabrina as she hugged me from behind, I knew she was trying to comfort me. However, she was wrong.

"It's not her Sabrina... I'm just trying to figure out, how I'm going to split myself Tomorrow," I didn't plan to work tomorrow, but now I had to perform at some bachelor's party.

"You'll be fine.... Plus it's just for an hour," Sabrina remarked and moved away. I nodded and wore my usual clothes. A baggy white t-shirt and baggy ripped blue jeans and some black canvas. Quickly tied my hair in a messy bun and grabbed my purse.

"Come mama, I know you are exhausted.... Let's go home... Prepare a hot meal and have some fun," the good thing about Sabrina was that she was helpful. Would lighten up anyone's day with just her goofy personality. A 21 years old girl with a giant butt as she called her ass and big boots she said drove men crazy. She was beautiful with a carefree spirit.

"So did you get a reply, I was wondering if he go back to you?" Sabrina, she'd when we used the secret exit door to leave the building. The night was dark and cold. I regretted leaving my jacket.

"No... I don't think he'll respond.... There are a million women he deals with, I'm just one of those he probably doesn't even know to exist," I said as we walked to the parking area. Sabrina scoffed sarcastically obviously frowning upon whom we were referring to.

"Yo have been his forever... I wonder why he's so special.... If he knew the queen dancer is following him.... He would be jumping to line up just like every man.... That jerk," Sabrina lashed out, I couldn't help but laugh at her outburst, I swore if the actual person was in front of her. She would have beaten them to a pulp.

"I'll wait.... I'm sure he'll text me and... " I was saying when the phone in my hand vibrated. Starled, I raised it and it was a notification. I thought I was seeing things, my eyes widened in awe, shocking me that I nearly threw my phone away but like I was a crazy person. I grabbed Sabrina's arm and started twirling her. She didn't understand my excitement, however, when I fully came.... She snatched my phone and feasted her eyes on the screen.

"What? Did he... Oh my gosh Shannon.... This is huge!" She exclaimed and we both squealed like little girls only to stop we saw a car approaching.

"I take back every curse I said about him.... I mean he replied to your message.... Does this mean you'll get an appointment," She asked surprised as I was. This was nothing to some women. But for me it was everything. More like crazy everything.

"I'm not sure... But I hope he does..." I said when we reached my car. A red sports car. She was my baby and favourite.

"Damn yes he will... Every woman loves that man..." Sabrina said and settled in so did I. Keeping the phone aside. I strapped in the seat belts so did Sabrina. The person we we talking about was this sensational man on the web called sex master. A well-known hottie who dealt with women. He was known to help women with their sexual life. Many women died to get an appointment from him. However, it was rare. He handpicked whom he wanted to meet. Both single and married women went to him. He was like this angel of pleasure, unknown by masses. Sometimes I felt we had some things in common. He didn't show himself, women who went bto meet him said he did his deeds with his clothes on and a mask. Which trying for three years but to no avail, however he just replied to my message. I couldn't wait.

Soon we reached the building where our apartment was. Just a few minutes from Jason's club. Sabrina and I stayed together, since our college days we never parted. She had a job as a secretary at some company while I worked at the club. During the day I worked at some magazine agency for publishing books and other things.

"Other than that, I'm sure you'll be fine.... Sabrina said as we entered the elevator heading to the fourth floor where our apartment was. Shortly after, my phone vibrated. Taking it out I found didn't want to see.

("Sweetie, let's have breakfast tomorrow... I'll be waiting") I read the message. Whatever happiness I was feeling vanished. Sucked out completely. Sabrina must have noticed my change in behaviour because she snatched the phone from me and shoved it in her purse.

"If it hurts... Don't go," she muttered but it was no use. I had to see her.

To be continue.