Chapter 2

Miguel

     She opened the car door, jumped out of the car and slammed it shut. 

My lips curled upward, I had to have her. She did all sorts of things to my body just by dancing. I haven't felt so much excitement in my body for years. I had to have her.

“Get me all the information you can find on Catalina Gomez immediately!” I ordered my driver, who was also my right hand man.

“Yes sir!”

     I got home and tried to sleep. It had been a long day. One of the gambling houses had an issue that I had to go and sort out personally. This is why I hated hiring rookies to manage my gambling houses, someone was definitely going to lose their job first thing tomorrow morning.

I was so tired from today's work and I decided to go to one of my clubs and unwind a little. In fact, I was so happy I went there today, I rarely go to my own clubs, I liked to go elsewhere and observe the competition. I wouldn't have ever met Catalina if I didn't decide to go to my club today, such rare beauty! The way she moves her body ….I couldn't stop thinking about her body. The thought of her dancing did things to me. I could feel my blood coursing through my veins like fire. My manhood was already getting hard and I knew I had to find a way to release it if I wanted to sleep tonight. I called Gabriella and asked her to arrange a girl for me immediately. 

     The girl Gabriella brought to me was sexy, but not as sexy as Catalina. If I hadn't seen Catalina then this girl would have been a pass for me, but now, after seeing Catalina and what she could do with her body, I wasn't sure any other girl would be enough for me if not Catalina.

She went down on her knees and got to work immediately. She grabbed my mighty cock with both of her hands and began to caress it, then she took all of me into her mouth and moved her head up and down slowly. For minutes, she worked vigorously but nothing was working and I knew it was because of Catalina. Then I closed my eyes and thought of her, of her body moving slowly against that pole. I imagined it was Catalina with me, holding my cock with the same hands she used to caress her body while she was dancing, I imagined it was her mouth that held my cock and immediately I felt it all coming at once, I couldn't control it and I ended up pouring all my cum into the girl's mouth. She smiled with satisfaction as she thought she finally got the job done. If only she knew I had to think of someone else. I took the envelope with her payment inside and threw it to her.

“Get out of here now!” I ordered and she hurriedly ran out.

     The next day, I sat in my office as I read the file on Catalina. So she is his daughter, I said to myself as I read the part about her parents. They were both dead. Her mother died of cancer and her father died in an accident just recently. How unlucky can one be? She was in a lot of debt too and needed money. Everyone has a price right? I knew exactly how I could get Catalina.

I went back to the club that night, but this time I needed our meeting to be different. I specifically told the manager I wanted Catalina to dance for me privately. It's impossible for him to refuse me, unless he was tired of his job. I sat in the VIP room waiting patiently, anxiously. 

     I recognized the shock on her face when she came in and saw me seated there.

“You don't give up do you?” She asked me with a look of disdain on her face.

“Not when I want something.”

“Why am I here? Can't you leave me alone?”

“You're here to dance.” I reminded her, “so dance.”

She stood there defiantly and looked me straight in the eye. If only she knew that people lost their lives or a part of their body for looking at me this way.

“You're stubborn. But I don't care. Do as I say!”

“No.” Her response was laced with a chill that made it clear she wasn't joking.

“You're fired!” I told her.

The expression on her face was a mix of skepticism and shock. Clearly, she didn't believe me.

“I'm guessing you don't know but this is my club,” I informed her, “and as of this moment, you're fired.”

She went down on her knees and pleaded, “please I'm sorry, I didn't know you own the place. I'll dance…. I'll dance … I really need this job sir.”

“Now you call me sir. Stand up.” I gave her the file in my hand, “look at this and sign it.”

She took her time reading it, scanning through the pages as if the words written there were foreign.

“What does this mean?” She asked me.

“It's a contract, it contains rules we will both abide by and what you'll do as my slave.”

“I mean this part.” She pointed at a page. “Is this real?”

“Yes. It states that I will give you the money to clear your debts and even more, I will also make you the CEO of one of my companies if you agree to be my slave.”

“Must you use the term ‘slave’?” She looked disgusted at my choice of words.

“Yes. Now are you signing or not?”

“What if I don't?” 

“Then I'll kidnap you and have you forcefully and you won't be able to do anything about it.” 

She pondered hard about the contract, I knew that this was hard for her but it was the only way I could get her. If Catalina finds out who I am and what I do, she would never come close to me.

“Where do I sign?” She asked and I felt my mouth twitch into a smile.