Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Neil drove alpha Cole back from the hospital. He dropped his boss’s father at the office and returned to his duty post; Lake’s suite. He knew the Alpha would return any time soon, and he needed to put some things in order and give a report for the evening’s performance.

In other words, he needed to be there to attend the dance.

By the time the evening show was over, or at least, the highlight of the show was over, he was ready with all the highlights for the day. He got a call from Alpha Lake and left the club to meet his boss in his suite.

As expected, Alpha Lake was in his room, a thick white towel around his waist. Neil stepped into the room after knocking on the glass door twice. Lake turned to him and gestured for him to come in.

“Greetings, Alpha.” He started, and Lake nodded while forcing a comb down the locks of his wet dark hair.

“How was the rest of the day? Any further reports on the picture you submitted?” Alpha Lake asked, Neil, shook his head.

His lips were itching to tell his boss about his father’s journey to the hospital, to see the mother of his seemingly favorite stripper. But, he knew that would be a terrible idea.

“Alpha Lake, I found a way to contact our spies. I have informed them of the need to get something from the leader’s body. Perhaps a strand of hair, or his fingerprint. He must have had some record here. We would run some tests, I’m sure we can find out his true identity by the time we are done.” Neil stated. He was pleased to see the look of approval and delight in the Alpha’s eyes.

Lake nodded in agreement, while he put on a black T-shirt. Neil’s gaze swept around the room one last time before the Alpha spoke again. “And the club? How was tonight’s engagement?” He asked.

Neil fixed his eyes on the Alpha. He placed his right hand on the collar of his shirt and sought to adjust his tie.

He did not know if it would be out of place to mention that the Alpha’s favorite stripper was not present at the club that night. In the end, he decided it was worth telling.

If the alpha were to find out from some other source, he would be in trouble. He cleared his throat and fixed his eyes on the Alpha.

“Yes. There were a lot of customers today. Seems the new guests that joined the club came with a lot of people. There was a joint performance just to welcome them. However,”

Neil trailed off. Lake’s eyes narrowed on him, waiting for the rest of his statement. When Neil was sure he had gotten the alpha’s attention, he spoke up.

“Red. She did not perform.” He blurted out. The Alpha’s hand was halfway to his mouth, with a cup of coffee in it. But, both the coffee and his hand dropped to the side immediately.

The Alpha’s eyes darkened on him. He stared at Neil, who forcefully gulped down saliva. The Alpha did not look pleased about his news, at all. He should have just been silent. That would have been a lot better.

“What did you say?” Alpha Lake dropped the cup of coffee by his bedside. His hands subconsciously balled into fists. Neil could see the darkness of his eyes, his anger accentuated the hardness of his facial expressions, and the veins on his forehead were awfully visible.

For a moment, Neil believed the alpha was going to attack him.

“She… Red was not present at the dance today. She was not with the rest of the girls.” He spat out again and regretted it almost immediately.

“What do you mean she wasn’t with the rest of the girls?! Were you informed of her absence?” The Alpha roared, while Neil stood there, shaking like a scared fish who had been caught away from water.

“No, sir.”

“Did she bother taking permission from you?!” Lake snapped again. Neil shook his head, like before. The Alpha turned away from him and picked up his grey joggers from his bed. He quickly put it on and looked down at Neil.

“Alpha, what are you…?”

“Call me Bentley. Fast.”

Neil stood still for a while. He refused to believe the Alpha was this riled up by the absence of a common stripper.

This was something he was sure Alpha Cole would be interested in hearing. He couldn’t understand what it was that piqued the Alpha’s interest in her.

“Are you deaf?!” Lake growled. Neil snapped out of his thoughts.

“I said, call me Bentley.” Lake did not need to repeat himself. Neil was out of Lake’s suite, his phone pressed to his right ear, immediately the last word slipped out of Lake’s lips. LAKE:

“The police station?! What the hell is she doing there?!” I barked out. Bentley lowered her gaze to the ground.

She was supposed to keep her freaking head on the ground because she had just put Jojo’s life in danger! How? Do not even ask me that, because I would not know what to answer.

All I know was that I was out of my room and matching towards my car before Bentley could answer my third question.

It was crazy to think that after everything the woman and her son had done to her, she could still find somewhere in her heart to want to see their faces. I was mad at myself for not making sure all ties between them were cut until I said otherwise.

Now, I did not know if the woman had malicious intentions toward Jojo. A woman who could let her son abuse a fellow lady was capable of anything.

I drove to the station and parked my car in an alleyway. I didn’t need anyone seeing the royal badge on my plate number. It would amazing how fast the paparazzi worked.

I put on a pair of shaded sunglasses and covered my head with the hood of my grey hoodie. I had barely made it to the station when I sighted her, in leather boots and jean trousers, walking towards me.

She seemed to be calling a cab, because she spoke on the phone while focusing on the road. At that moment, I felt a new wave of anger wash over me, for reasons I did not understand.

She was oblivious to my presence, so engrossed in her conversation that she almost walked past me.

Then, I seized hold of her by her right wrist.