Hey! Manager, where's an angel?" a voice asked." She's occupied" the manager replied. "And who's asking?" the manager asked." There's someone in the VIP's who demands her attention". The voice responded "Tell the person to wait and I will send her over as soon as possible." Alright sir I'll do just that.
In the dimly lit vip room, the air was thick in anticipation with the familiar echoes of laughter, cigarettes, and the surge of unspoken desires with soft music playing in the background. Hey beautiful! It's you again, I told you I would be back. Well, I didn't expect to see you again, Mr Wave. I told you I don't tell lies nor do I go back on my words. I came to see you, you had quite the impression on me the last time and I'm not paying you to dance this time, I'm paying to have an audience. You name your price and it is done. "Do you think you can afford me? You don't strike me like the type of man that earns so much for you to waste it on a stripper". Well, that's not for you to decide" You also can't predict what I can and can't afford". I like you! You are stubborn you know and that's the quality that intrigues me. " Never have I ever gone so much interest in a stranger as I have towards you, that alone is a plus".
So tell me, for the right price of course, what a nice and intelligent girl like you is doing here in a place like this...…..(knocks on the door). Angel! I know you are in there you whore, open up bitch! Angel don't make me repeat myself girl or things are gonna get ugly.
You have to hide me! Who the hell is that? And why is he trying to get in here? It's the oldest story in the book fixated on possession rather than connection "I had a VIP client who's obsessed with me". Get out here, Before I fucking kill you, Angel! I'll take care of you. Come on. It's okay, go ahead(she hides behind the curtains)Where is she? Where's Angel? Whose Angel? She's a stone-coded whore and when I find her, I'm going to teach her a lesson she's never going to forget. And what kind of lesson is that? If a woman doesn't listen to your words you've got to teach her a lesson with your fists Just as Philip's tension rises, Wave's patience snapped You know, you should clean out the blood before it stains your cheap suit. What are you talking about? Wave swiftly landed a punch on Phillip, the sound could be heard across the room and Angel's heart raced as the tension rose. Wave looked at Angel who was hiding behind the curtains, and exited the room dropping his ID card by mistake."Thanks for saving me, Professor Wave. I hope I never get to see you around this club again.
It's almost time for class, I hope I'm not late. Adina entered the classroom and sat in the third row Sir, Kate entered and put gum in Adina's hair." Oh, God!, My hair". The class laughed, "Oh sorry I must have confused you for the trash can" Kate said. Class! Settle down, everyone. As the professor stepped into the class, his movement and aura commanded respect. His head was high up
In confidence. "I gave my professor a lap dance in the club and he also saved me from that obsessive Phillip" I thought I wouldn't have to see him in class again after he filled in for Mrs brown the last time, but now he's my full-time professor for this course, why is this happening to me? How do I not get caught? Adina thought. Hmm, I thought Mrs Brown was supposed to teach this class. Well she's out, I'm in, and class is in session.
Is that her? The girl from the club in my class? You look familiar. Where do I know you from? Wave questioned Adina. Does he recognize me from the club? I don't know what you're talking about. Hmm, Students! Let me reintroduce myself, Listen you all will address me as Professor Wave, I'm also known as Wave Peters, Writer of several most popular novels of this generation. Well, Adina, I think I know where I recognize you from, and I believe you have something that belongs to me. Oh no! I never thought Mrs Brown would quit being my professor for this course and he would have to take over, I hope he doesn't recognize me Adina thought.
Sir, what do you mean? Something of yours? How's that even possible This is the second time you are taking my class so how can I have something of yours without realizing it? I think you mistook me for someone else, I'm just a student and nothing else. Adina answered with curiosity in her eyes. I'm sorry, you just look so familiar, and if you feel hurt by my actions toward u I apologize for it. It's fine sir I understand I seldom get such reactions from people.
Huh, what are they talking about? It's so annoying to even watch them together. Kate said, "We will let her know her place in this place, so she doesn't get to feel too special because she's getting attention" She smirked. Kate and Toni whispered in low tones. I will be picking it up from where Mrs Brown stopped and I hope we can get along without any issues. And if there's any, feel free to walk into my office and iron them out with me. Am I clear? Yes, Professor.
Class is in session now, no side distractions, please I believe this is a class for the elite minds. I have heard a lot about your class both good and bad but I'm going to let you know I'm not gonna allow you to walk all over me as you please I'm not your puppet and won't be treated as one. Let's work together to achieve a good academic year.