Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Lake:

It had been weeks – or almost two months – since I last stepped my feet into my Casino, Rush Empire. The receptionists had closed for the night when I arrived, so I was greeted by an empty desk and about four security guards.

I got into the elevator and headed to the floor of my office first. I needed to make sure all my files were in order and the office had not changed – for the worse, that is. The building was quiet as it ought to be. The only noise would have been from the club, but that was far back, and all the rooms in this building at were solid and sound proof.

I got out of the elevator after it opened up and walked into the corridor of my office. There, I was given the kind of surprise I had not seen in quite a while.

Bentley had what looked like a cone cap on her head, with the inscription, “welcome home, alpha Lake!” She held a whistle in her left hand which she blew immediately she caught sight of me.

My dancers sprang up to their feet behind her and screamed with cheerful voices.

“Welcome back home, Alpha Lake!”

They all clapped in synchrony, and Bentley smiled as she walked towards me. Some of the girls followed her behind. I recognized the four of them. They were part of my best dancers and most active warriors.

I had to give it to them. They had managed to put a smile on my face. Though I was tired, and wanted nothing more than to lie on my bed and sleep. But seeing them gathered here, in front of my office, it made me happy. Although, I would have preferred they didn’t make so much noise about my return.

Speaking of which, how did they know I was returning?

Bentley opened her arms to pull me into a warm embrace with a broad smile on her face. She did have thin lines on her face that made her appear older now, and her hair was longer than I remembered.

“Welcome back, Alpha Lake. We missed you, the lot of us.” She spoke.

She pulled out of the embrace and cupped my cheeks with her hands.

“You must have had a lot of good meals, alpha. By the goddess! Your cheeks are fatter than I have ever seen them!”

I couldn’t help but laugh. She still had her wits, even though it had not been long since I saw her. She was right about one thing though, I had a lot of good meals to eat during my stay in Ten. Better meals than anything I had ever tasted. And why? It was because they were all prepared by my loving mother.

“Oh alpha! You’re looking so tired. I can imagine how long you had to be on the plane just to arrive here. Tell me, would you like to eat anything?” One of the girls spoke from behind Bentley.

I leered at her as she casually strolled past Bentley and stood in front of me. She looked up at me with blue vixen eyes and slowly trapped her lower lip with her teeth. My eyes danced to the rest of her body. She must have been returning from work, because she was still on her red lace bikini.

I looked away from her and fixed my gaze on Bentley, silently beckoning on her to remove the lady from my presence.

Thankfully, she got the hint and tapped the girl on her shoulder.

“Alright, Zita. Let the alpha be, he is in no mood for your theatrics.”

The girl pouted her lips without taking her eyes off me. I felt my stomach turn with repulsion, the tingling feeling I had gotten was not the good kind, at all.

“But…”

“I need to get rest. And I’m sure you girls worked very hard today, like you always do. We all need a good night’s sleep.” I spoke out. It was my only way of politely excusing myself from the whole situation.

I turned to Bentley who wore a dutiful smile on her face. I did like the woman because I knew she was loyal to a fault.

“You didn’t have to stay up for all this, you know.”

She scoffed and waved a hand at me.

“You can’t possibly be serious alpha.” She stated, leading me away from the girls and taking me to my office. She must have turned around to instruct the girls not to follow her, because neither of them did.

She didn’t stop until I had gotten to my office door. She opened it with a bunch of keys she had, then allowed me step in.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“You have been away for long, we are happy to have you back. Your keys are in your drawer. The one to the suite and the one to your office.” She said.

I gave her a curt nod, before she turned away from me and closed the door.

I didn’t spend time in my office. I only picked the keys to my office and my suite. Kenji and Bentley had spare keys to my office, just in case of emergencies.

After I was done, I found my way to my suite.

Every muscle in my body was tired, and if I could get a good massage, I would have been forever grateful to the moon goddess. But it was too late for me to call anyone.

I took off my shirt and tossed it into the laundry basket at the far end of the room. By the heavens! I did not realize how much I had missed my bed until I was standing in front of it.

I was going to unbuckle my belt and take my pants off when I heard a knock on my door. I rolled my eyes instinctively and called for the person to come in.

I expected Neil to open the door and walk in with his mouth full with information I didn’t ask about, but would probably need. However, when I turned to look at the intruder, my shoulders fell with disappointment.

It was the girl from earlier. The one who thought she could squeeze my face between her boobs by planting herself in front of Bentley.

She had a small saucer in her hands, a cup rested on top of the saucer.

“Good evening, alpha. I know you wanted to rest, so I brought tea for you. Coffee would keep you up, but tea helps you relax. You’ll really love it. Would you like me to drop it?” She spoke in a very soft tone, too soft to be real.

I nodded towards my dressing table. She understood and walked towards the table. I watched how she sensually lowered herself, making a silly attempt to throw her ass at my face. She twisted her waist a bit before standing up straight and smiling at me.

“Thank you…” I corked my right brow at her, waiting for her to finish her statement with her name.

I noticed her morale dwindle. Her shoulders fell as she sighed, but the gleam in her eyes wouldn’t die.

“Zita Lowe, alpha. But you can call me Zita, or Zee, or…”

“That’ll be all, Zita Lowe.” I cut in with a harsh tone.

She swallowed the rest of her words, but she wouldn’t leave.

“Is there anything else?” I asked, narrowing my eyes on her.

She looked around the room before lowering her gaze to the ground. She shook her head as sign for no, and muttered the word, “no”, underneath her breath.

She turned around and walked out of my room, closing the door behind her.