The Billionaire, His Wife and I

I don't want to watch

ADRIAN’S POV

I hadn’t been sleeping properly for a while ever since I had gone to the strip club and ever since I had seen Tasha. This was not to say that I had been sleeping any better before I met her because I wasn’t, I just had so much going on in my life and my father’s death was still a new thing to me. It had barely been a year since he died and being in that big mansion alone made me even more depressed.

In an attempt to relieve me of the stress and the loneliness that I was feeling I started frequenting the club even more often. Joseph was now avoiding m every time he saw me and that was because I had made him take me back to that same club for about a whole week. He often insisted that we do something different but I just never budged, the only thing that ever made me sleep better was seeing Tasha every night and then going back home to imagine what my life would be like if she was the one who I had been married to.

Joseph wasn’t dumb, I knew that by now he had probably figured out that I was only frequenting that club because of a particular girl and he just hadn’t figured out who the girl was. Yet, despite knowing that I had developed a crush on one of the girls he never even once tried to stop me from going there (not that he could).

I still didn’t know much about ‘my’ Tasha because the club never gave out any personal details about the dancers, whenever I was asked I was told that it was against club policy and I was advised to ask her for her personal information directly. I still hadn’t mustered the courage to talk to her and the fact that she barely noticed my existence discouraged me a whole lot but it never stopped me from dreaming and hoping that one day she would finally be mine.

I noticed that her dance routine had improved and now she was recognizably the best dancer that the club had. She had also managed to draw in a lot of men to the club and that was when they decided to capitalize on her popularity. She was now dancing a whole lot more often and I wondered if that didn’t raise any arguments amongst others, the fact that she danced more meant that she got to make more money than them and I knew first hand what jealousy can drive one to do.

However, watching her from a distance was something that was no longer good enough for me, I needed to get closer to her. I needed to watch her and also be able to touch her, and hopefully be able to finally share my feelings for her with her. I yearned to hear her voice even if it was just once.

Anyone who knew what I felt for this girl would probably think I was out of my mind because most people would never expect a relationship to come from being with a stripper but I knew she was different.

I was now a regular at the club and it was as if everyone now knew me, I mean they knew me before but now it was as if I had friends in the club and I hated that. Most of the men in this club were just drunks and I didn’t want any of them to think I was their friend.

Today the setup of the stage was a little different than it usually was there was a glass box that was set on the stage and I couldn’t help wondering what was happening. I had finally managed to get Joseph to come with me because I was getting bored in the club all on my own.

“Why this setup today?” I asked him and he shook his head

“They must be trying something new, the competition is very tough out there for these clubs and they have to come up with a new way to keep people like you coming back,” he said “but I am glad I agreed to come with you today because it looks like it's going to be lit,” he said with eagerness in his yes

Just as we were speaking the music started playing, it was a slow jam but there was no one in the box just as yet just like me all the other spectators were watching in anticipation and curiosity of what was about to take place. Just then the floor from underneath the box opened and a guy sitting on a chair came up from the ground. He was dressed in black formal pants with nothing on top and he was also barefoot. After he appeared a few minutes passed before the start of the show made her own appearance. Tasha was wearing a silk strappy short dress and some stilettos as usual. It was pretty clear that she was about to give this lucky guy a lap dance and I had to sit here and watch while that happened.

“I think we should go,” I said to Joshua who seemed like he barely heard me as his eyes were glued to the glass box

“Joseph I said let's go”

“No way man, you are the one who dragged me here so let's stay and watch, I don’t care that you are jealous and possessive over a stripper,” he said and I dropped my head

“You think I didn’t notice how you react every time they say her name and every time she makes an appearance?” he asked

“How would you even know, you haven’t been coming here with me,” I said

“Well I have been watching you,” he said and before I could cuss him out for following me around the crowd suddenly went wild and when I turned around Tasha was on top of the guy and grinding him while he just grabbed every part of her body in the most disgusting way. I was sickened by the mere sight of it, how could she allow herself to be touched like that, was this guy her boyfriend?

I noticed a little late that my hand was balled into a fist and first was watching me intently

“Relax man,” he said patting my back

”Sit down and let's have a drink to calm you down” he suggested and although I just wanted to storm out of this club I decided to just stay and drink some more because I knew that I wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about this once I got home. This was very pathetic of me, here I was upset as if Tasha was my girl and yet I didn’t even know her real name and I was sure she didn’t even know me

“Well folks that was our way of announcing to you that Tasha now takes private dances, so if you want her all to yourself, I suggest you book her for a private dance through me of course” the DJ announced and the crowd just went wild

“There is your chance to make yourself known to her, if you don’t book that private dance for yourself, I will book her for you,” Joshua said

“It’s the only way you can get over your obsession with her” he added

He might have been right but at the same time, I didn’t think that a mere dance from Tasha was going to wash the feeling I had developed for her away.