??The Billionaire
And His Therapist ??
{His Dark Desires…….?}
⚠️ DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ⚠️
By: Midnight Flames ✍️♥
CHAPTER 10 — A KISS.
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The day went by smoothly. Dominique had taken time to sort out every file and paperwork making sure his mind did not think of a certain someone. And now after a tiring day at work, he just wants to go the club with his friends and have fun.
The music blared loudly, the club smelled of booze and sweat. Bodies grinding against each other, couples making out passionately. CLUB 49, is the most successful club in France.
Dominique enters the V.I.P room, his friends – Mark and Xavier already being entertained by strippers. “Hey man!” Mark called out, a glass of scotch in his hands.
“A bottle of scotch!” He orders as he takes a seat next to them. The strippers step down from the pole and leave. Mark and Xavier glanced at each other, already knowing that Dominique is stressed.
“You okay man?” Xavier asks. Dominique nods brushing it off, “it’s just work.” Soon a waitress dressed in a skimpy lingerie, her curly red hair flowing down to her shoulders, an oval shaped face. She is beautiful no doubt and just the person Dominique needed for the night. With the way she is glancing at him seductively – biting her lips, wiggling her @zz as she pours the scotch.
“Here you go Sir.” She hands him the drink, her voice low and seductive. Dominique has already set his sights on her – winking at her, the waitress giggles and walks away.
“d@mn! You. Have. A. Talent.” Mark praises, his eyes moves towards the blond hair stripper. Dominique chuckles taking a sip of his drink. It is true – he is the one of the most successful men in the world and with money, good looks and a charming smile Dominique can captivate any woman.
“So how is therapy?” Xavier leans low towards him so his voice can be heard over the music.
“Good.” He replies.
“Really? So she isn’t after your money?” Mark arch’s a brow- surprised.
“Yeah…. She’s different, very different.” Dominique wasn’t sure how his friends would react if he told them about Lucille.
“That’s great man.” Mark raised his glass and downed everything in one go. “We are really happy for you….” He slurred and they knew instantly that he was drunk.
“How many bottles did he have?” Dominique asks, “about seven.” Xavier replies. Mark squints his eyes towards the crowd, although the V.I.P section is private, there is an open glass that allows them to see the rest of the crowd and he could’ve sworn that he saw Dominique’s sister- Ashely getting escorted by two men or maybe that is his imagination…..
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Ashely had arrived at the club with her two friends by her side – Paula and Joyce. Unlike most people who go to the club to either get laid or get heavily drunk and forget their problems, she has a different reason for coming to CLUB 49.
Ashely is beautiful- her rectangular face shape, jet black straight hair up in a pony tail, wearing a short sliver dress matching with glittery t-strap heels. She captures the attention of many tonight. Her friends leave her to explore their choices and just when she is about to sneak out, a boy approaches her.
“Hey beautiful.” He grins showing his yellow teeth. Ashely could smell alcohol from him a mile away. “Wanna dance.” He holds out his hand and she gladly accepts.
She moves to the rhythm of the music, bending low as she grinds her body against his and just as he is about to grab her hips, two built men step in and push him back harshly. He stumbles back, the guards glare at him and he gulped in fear and flees.
Ashely giggles lightly, “the boss wants to see you.” The male says with no emotion. Ashely rolls her eyes at his stotic expression, “nice to see you too Damien.” He scowls and proceeds to escort her to the private room above.
Daniel sat down on the edge of his brown mahogany table, his eyes blazing in fury. Seeing another touching what is his had his fists clenching tightly. The door clicks open as the men let Ashely step inside before they leave.
Ashely beams on seeing Daniel and embraces him tightly. His woman arms wrapped around him, her scent engulfing him has his anger melting away slowly.
“I missed you.”
“I missed you too…” He leans in and claims her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues dancing together rhythmically as their arms tangle together – both eager to touch the other. The pull away panting and for the first time, Daniel Dumont – the most wanted mob boss– eyes shine with love.
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Lucille adjusts the strap of her red dress that clung to her body- bringing out her feminine shape. A light make-up, her blond curly hair up cascaded down her shoulders.
“Girl! You look amazing!” Sophie wolf whistled as she compliments. The reunion between the two friends was a joyful one and Sophie as promised had introduced a Spanish woman- Vanessa. They had met in a restaurant and hit it off, luckily Vanessa was looking to visit France and Sophie had taken her along.
“Girl you look georgous! The men here will be swarming around you in no time!” Vanessa compliments as they sit down on the bar stools.
Lucille pushes back a strand of her hair, her cheeks turn beet red. On seeing her blush, Sophie’s mouth hangs open. “No! Don’t tell me you’ve not yet–” Sophie could not even complete the sentence because it was so shocking that someone as beautiful as Lucille was still a virgin and had not dated any man.
“Don’t think of it that way! I tried But most of them didn’t seem right….” She trailed her hand around her glass of alcohol.
“Girl you’ve got to pop that cherry someday….” She stated as a matter of fact. Vanessa was too focused on flirting with the man in front of her to be involved in the conversation.
“I know.” She sighs and takes a sip of her drink.
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Dominique quickly downed his scotch and followed the waitress upstairs, he was eager- very eager to quench his lust. However, just as he was about to climb the stairs, he caught sight of a woman in a red dress and blond curly hair and for a moment he had to blink to make sure he wasn’t imagining things. Lucille. She was sitting at the bar drinking with two women and Dominique felt very uncomfortable with the men who were very persistent that Lucille dance with them.
Ditching the waitress, he moves briskly to them and one deadly glare from him is enough for them to back off. For a moment Lucille is stunned, “D-dominique? What are you doing here?” She questioned.
“I should be asking you the same thing.” He threw back. Not knowing what to say, Lucille introduces Sophie and Vanessa.
Dominique shakes their hand, “would you like to join us in the V.I.P lounge.”
“Sure.”
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Xavier and Mark turn their attention to Dominique – surprised that he had come back so soon. “Back already….” Mark teases. Dominique doesn’t respond instead he takes a seat next to him leaving Mark tongue tied when the ladies walk into the room.
“Why hello…” The group hit off instantly, with Sophie flirting with Mark, Vanessa and Xavier having a pairing game leaving Dominique and Lucille in their world.
“Am bored…” Dominique groaned.
“In club?” Lucille asked, he nodded. Wanting to liven up the mood, “let’s play a game. Waiter!”
“Yes sir?”
“Get me a tray of shots.”
“Let’s see who gets drunk first.” Dominique challenged. Soon the waiter had come back with the drinks and one by one the shots had been downed. By the time they first tray had been cleared, Lucille was hiccuping and Dominique was drowsy.
“L-let me get you home, your drunk.” Lucille giggles in response. Dominique smiles, drunk Lucille was fun, she said her mind and did what she wanted to but he had to get her home to avoid her been taken advantage of.
“A TEMPORARY HIGH!!” Lucille sang or screamed as she and Dominique walked out of the club. “AND WHEN YOU RUN! SHE’S RUNNING FASTER!!!” Her tone of key.
“Okay let’s get you home.” He chuckled.
Lucille turned to him and pouts, “I don’t wanna go home.” She hiccups. “I WANNA PARTTTYYYY!”
Dominique steps closer and smiles widely, she looked cute- her lips in a pout. “C’mon Lucy….” She flung herself at him, “Noooo!” She protests. For a moment, Dominique savoured the feel of her – her Břě@šťs pressed against his chest.
He struggled for control and just when he thought he managed to calm himself down. Lucille did the unthinkable, she pressed her lips against his. Dominique’s eyes widened in shock, he held her shoulders in an attempt to push her off but when she began moving her lips slowly, the little control he had snapped.
He held the back of her neck and deepened the kiss. Their tongues meet and Lucille’s knees nearly give out, his tongue ski||fully plunging into her. His other hand moves to her back pulling her closer as the kiss gets heated. The pull away panting and then Lucille’s eyes widen, the alcohol wearing off a little.
“Am sorry!!” She says and quickly flees. What she doesn’t know is that she’d unleashed something Dominique never knew he had or feel again and he’d never stop until he makes her HIS.
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Tbc…….?