The Billionaire, His Wife and I

A First dance

NATASHA’S POV

I was so scared I was even shaking in these stilettos, I was so afraid I would fall. Although I was sued to walking in heels this long I had never danced in them. Not that I had much experience in dancing anyway, I only danced at home when I was trying to cheer my mother laugh, and judging by the way she always laughed I would guess that I wasn’t any good at it either.

But I needed this job and it seemed easy enough when they were explaining it to me, I was owing a lot of people's money and I had to pay back the money. All the savings that my mother had were either used up in her medical bills or I had used them to pay off the house and buy some essentials. I hated that I had failed to manage the money but there was no use hating myself over it. I now had a new mountain to tackle and that was dancing out there with all those rich men watching me.

I was shaking and my boss, whose name I didn’t know and wasn’t supposed to know gave me a shot of vodka. He said it was supposed to make me better but all it did was make me feel light-headed and a little dizzy. I sat down a little and watched all the girls coming out of the stage looking like they had just enjoyed everything that they were doing. I wished I was them.

“Tasha you are up” I heard someone say and I tried standing up but I staggered back

“Wait, you are sending her out there alone?” A girl asked and I looked at her hoping she would convince them to allow her to come with me. Maybe I could hide behind her and let her steal the show.

“Yes she is the star of the show’ the guy said and I heard other girls that were close by laughing

“You are setting her up for failure,” she said

“I know what I am doing Linda not mind our own business” he snapped “and besides even if she is bad at dancing any man would be attracted to a piece of meat like that”

I hated how women were being treated in this place but I had to focus on why I was here. My mother was dying and I had to do all that I could to make sure that she survived cancer or at least to make sure that she enjoyed her last days with me. She only had me and there was no one else that I could turn to to help me with her medication or the bills and the debt that was stacking up.

I had to do this.

“I will be fine,” I said and the guy smiled at me while I took a deep breath

“That’s my girl, now all you have to do is remember what we taught you and just close your eyes and let the music take over,” he said “if you do all that we taught you today you will leave this place a rich girl”

Upon hearing that I was more motivated than ever to do what I had to do. If tonight alone could help me take care of one of the bills then I was sure that by the end of the week I would have finished paying off on the debt that I had and my mother and I would be sorted.

I took another deep breath and headed out.

The lights were almost blinding and the music make the stage feel like it was shaking. They were playing Chris brown: under the Influence for me to dace to this was not what I had been practicing to. I thought the song that I was practicing to was the one that I would be dancing to now this song just made me feel like I was being put under pressure. I slowly walked into the stage and looked around as the beat dropped and all eyes were on me, they were waiting for me to do something.

I closed my eyes and started swaying my hip to the beat just like that guy had told me to. I felt so much better with my eyes closed, even though I knew that everyone who had eyes in this place was watching me I felt better because I couldn’t see any of them. Apparently, I was supposed to dance to the entire song and while I was dancing I managed to remember some of the things that I had been taught during practice. I had been taught what they called a basic routine although to me it felt like it was very complicated.

When the song was over I turned around and ran back to the back before even opening my eyes because I didn’t want to see anyone who was back there, and of course, that was a dumb decision because I almost fell on my face but the DJ caught me

“You have to pick up your dollars mamma,” he said with a kind smile and I looked back at the crowd of men that were clapping their hands while staring at every part of my body hungrily.

“Can't someone else do that for me?”I asked him and he shook his head

“If anyone else does it for you they will rob you and take all of it,” he said and I sighed, I really needed this money.

I hesitantly went back, now aware that I was only wearing a thong and some stars on my n*****s. I felt so exposed and while I was picking up the money some of the men stuffed some more dollars in my thong. They were all still watching me and I felt so uncomfortable under their hungry stares, I didn’t even want to imagine what they wanted to d to my innocent ass.

It was a good thing that none of them knew that I was a virgin and I intended to keep it that way until I found the right man just like my mother had taught me.

After I picked up all the money I got up and went to the back where I met with my boss who took his cut (which was more than half) and then went to his office. He didn’t even say how I did, all he cared about was how much I had made for him, and by the looks of things, I had made a lot more than anyone had expected me to.

“How did that feel?” Linda asked me

“I almost fainted,” I said with a smile hoping that the smile would hide my fear from her

“relax you will get used to it, and you did well for a first-timer. Some girls get hit with bottles” she said and my eyes widened

“Really?” I asked her and she laughed

“Relax, that can never be you,” she said “do you need a lift home?” she asked me as she grabbed her bag

”Yes please,” I said and she laughed

“Not around here b***h, you are gonna have to change your vocabulary,” she said

“What is wrong with it?” I asked her

“If you sound too nice and innocent people will take advantage of you and trust me you do not want to be anybody’s b***h” she said as I tied my shoelaces and we left the club.

“I still have a lot to teach you,” she said and I was glad that she had volunteered herself to be my guide and teacher. I really did need to learn a lot about this newfound job of mine.

I had no intention of telling my mother what it was that I was doing to get the money that we needed because she would force me to quit. Besides forcing me to quit my mother was also a very judgemental woman and I knew that she would be too ashamed of me to even look at me. Dancing for men while I was naked was the worst thing that I could ever do but the situation left me with no choice. I had to do what I had to do and if this job was going to help me help her get better then I was happy doing it.

Waiting tables was never going to help me make the kind of money that I needed, in fact I couldn’t even think of a single job that I could do that could guarantee me the kind of money that this job did. I would just have to be careful and make sure that my mother never found out, I saw nothing wrong in what I did if it didn’t hurt anyone but instead helped her get in better health. However I knew that my mother would never look at it the way that I was, she was going to act like I was selling my soul to the devil