Page 84 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

The next song is "Love Me Like You Mean It" by Kelsea Ballerini.

This time Gaby owns the star spot, and she interprets the song for him.

She walks around in front of him and lectures him.

Then at the chorus puts her back on him and slides up and down.

Then she rubs her tits on his arm. Then she places her hands on his knees and flips her hair over him.

When she straddles him, I feel much better about my performance.

Steve is just as tortured. She tells him that he has to love her like he means it.

She takes his hand and pulls him out of the chair, sticks it in her back pocket, and leads him down the runway and through the curtain.

I know they are going to the VIP room to take care of their business in private.

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

The girls take to the tables again.

The emcee says. "Happy ending and happy faces are what we do."

The crowd roars, and he says. "Are you ready to PAR-TAY?"

The crowd roars louder.

"I can't hear you?"

The crown stomps their feet and roars!

"Give it up for two of Vegas' finest!"

"Redneck Woman" by Gretchen Wilson begins to play.

With the first notes, two girls dressed alike in 6" heeled cowboy boots, black leather thongs and chaps trimmed with fringe, and plaid western shirts unbuttoned but tied at their cleavage, with a bandana tied around their faces, concealing who they are.

Their hair is stuffed inside their cowboy hats.

The only difference between the two is the color of the hat.

One is white. One is black. I recognize them immediately and glance over at Dirk to see if he does too.

His narrowed eyes tell me he recognizes his wife.

Piper and Siri play off each other and engage the crowd.

It's obvious they have done this a hundred times together.

They dance a cowgirl jig and slap each other's boots.

The sass they put into it makes me chuckle, and the girls placed on the tables throughout the club are shouting 'hell yeah' whenever they are supposed to.

The whole place is jumping, and everyone is having fun!

I glance over again at Dirk, and he is still watching with his laid back nothing gets to my attitude, but his eyes are sharp as a hawk on Piper.

At the end of the song, Siri pulls her bandana down, takes her hat off, shakes her blonde hair out, and hugs Piper, who remains covered.

She makes a formal presentation of her hat to Piper.

I see real emotion on my Baby Thang and wonder what's going on.

She turns and runs off the stage and leaves Piper standing there.

THUMP. THUMP.

Piper turns her back to the crowd and snatches her chaps off.

The crowd roars its approval.

THUMP. THUMP.

She bends over and twerks.

THUMP. THUMP.

She unzips her boots.

THUMP. THUMP.

She flings the tops from her. She's in black stilettos.

THUMP. THUMP.

She turns to face the crowd.

I glance at Dirk. He's trying to remain calm, but he's tense in his seat now.

She rips open her shirt, and I see him flinch, but when he sees she's wearing a black leather bra, he relaxes again, reverting into his default mode.

She turns sideways, cocks her bare ass, touches her finger to her lips, then touches her butt cheek, and the emcee says. "Zssst!"

The THUMPS continue as Piper struts down the runway to us. As she comes, she flings Siri's hat into the crowd.

THUMP. THUMP.

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Aurei

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The emcee keys the mike. "We have a special guest tonight."

Piper waves to the crowd, and they holler 'hell yeah' to her.

"Who is this masked woman?"

She flirts with them before slowly untying her bandana and revealing her face.

"Is that you, Piper?"

She nods and drops the bandana into the crowd.

THUMP. THUMP.

When she gets to the hot seat, she steps up and stands in it.

"Looks like we have changed the dancer for the hot seat too."

She nods and gives the crowd a thumbs up.

I glance at Dirk, and he's frowning.

I lean over and shout. "I feel ya pain, brother."

"Shut up, Hard!"

I laugh and lean back, knowing I'm really going to enjoy this song.

THUMP. THUMP.

Piper takes off the cowboy hat and flings it into the audience. Her auburn curls swirl around her shoulders.

Dirk's hand goes to his mouth, and he rubs it.

That's a sure sign that he's getting agitated.

THUMP. THUMP.

The emcee says. "I believe we have another military man who is recently married without a proper bachelor party."

Piper leans forward and points at Dirk.

He tries to ignore her.

She turns around and wiggles her ass at him.

He crosses his arms and definitely ignores her.

I lean over and shout. "It's gonna happen, Sam, I Am."

"Fuck you, Hard!"

She laughs at him and calls him to her with her fingers.

He gives her a 'hell no' look.

She looks down at her tits.

He sits straight up in the chair.

She strikes an 'I'm the diva in charge now' pose.

The crowd begins to chant. "Take the fucking chair! Take the fucking chair!"

I lean over and shout. "Her house. Her rules."

"Fuck this shit!" He stands up to leave.

She unhooks the bodice.

He freezes.

She flings it into the crowd.

"Goddamnit!"

Her tits are beautiful!

The crowd roars!

THUMP. THUMP.

Dirk takes the stage. Mad as hell.

Piper steps off the chair and points to it as "Cake by the Ocean" by DNCE starts to play.

She claps over her head, getting the crowd involved, and walks away.

Dirk stalks her. She whips around, puts her hand up, and stops him.

Then she points to the chair, calls the crowd for help, and they chant again.

"Take the fucking chair! Take the fucking chair! "

He realizes his only option is to capitulate, so he sits in the chair and folds his arms over his chest.

The chair looks small under him. He's twice the size of Steve.

Fucking gorilla with all those muscles bulging. I laugh.

Once he's settled in, Piper begins to torture him as good as Siri tortured me.

Dancing and pushing his buttons. At first, her dance is bitchy.

He wants her; she doesn't want him. She pretends he's talking and she's not listening.

Then she starts to soften up and rub him as she circles him.

When she licks him, she nearly faints. Waving her hand in front of her face, fanning herself.

She taps her heart, then walks around to face him.

She tilts her head, thinking, then flips her hair, bends over, backs up to him, and twerks the shit out of that ass.

He's gripping the chair so hard his knuckles are white.

I feel ya pain, brother.

When she stands back up, she's slides into his lap all lovey-dovey, rubbing her hands all over his chest, his face, his hair.

When she pulls him into her cleavage, the crowd roars their approval.

The song ends, and he wraps his hand in her hair, grabs a hand full of her ass, stands up, and thrusts his tongue into her open, willing mouth.

THUMP. THUMP.

He walks blindly to the edge of the stage, kissing her.

THUMP. THUMP.

The kiss ends, and he hugs her tight to his chest, jumps down with her, and walks them to his chair, and sits. She pulls his mouth back to hers. He begins to unbutton his shirt while they kiss.

The lights go off.

Darkness calms the crowd.

THUMP, THUMP.

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THUMP, THUMP.

Silence. No one is talking. Everyone is watching the stage.

The spotlight comes on and illuminates Siri, standing in the center all alone, dressed in a sheer white veil.

My Angel Thang.

She sings a capella, and her first words trigger an overwhelming response from the crowd.

They rise to their feet and hold their phones up high, then sway with her beautiful voice.

She controls her vocal runs softly and flawlessly, but you can hear the pure emotion she feels as she delivers a perfect end to a perfect career and shows them why she deserves bigger and better things.

As she sings her goodbye, she walks slowly down the runway, stopping and giving each person that holds their hand out for her to touch a piece of herself. Bonding with her fans, past, and future, as she sings from the bottom of her heart, that she truly will always love them!

My heart hurts with love for this beautiful, caring woman who has so unselfishly given her unique talents to her audiences. I look around the room to see everyone is spellbound in the moment, understanding that someone special is saying goodbye.

I look over at Piper. She is wearing Dirk's shirt.

He holds her in front of him with his arms wrapped around her chest. She leans back on him for support, wiping her eyes.

Cat stands next to Quintus and holds her face in her hands.

Gaby and Steve have returned, and his arm is around her.

Scanning the crowd, everyone is touched by what they see.

When Siri reaches the end of the runway, I walk to the edge and hold my hand out.

She lays her fingertips in it, and I stroke her with my thumb.

She looks out over the crowd and tells them again.

"I will always love you." Then she finishes the song with the perfect vocal runs.

Finally, she hangs her head down and cries.

The room explodes with love for her.

I squeeze her hand, and she opens her eyes, tears pouring down her face.

Her eyes are glowing, and I tell her. "Siri, you are simply stunning!

Brave, Baby. Brave." Her smile is humble, then she holds her head high, reaches up to the stars as she waves farewell, turning slowly, savoring how utterly unforgettable the finale is.

When she looks back down at me, I know she's ready. I reach up and lift her off the stage and into my embrace. I hold her face against my chest and let her shed bittersweet tears. She cries and cries, cherishing her life.

I whisper in her hair. "This isn't the end. This is just the beginning, Star Thang."

She looks at me with a sweet smile, "I like that —Star Thang."

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I hope you enjoyed Siri and Aurei's forbidden love affair.

Thank you for continuing their story.