Chapter 11 - 11: A Professional Entertainer
Two hours after the Gentleman"s Bay bar was opened, a black SUV parked in front of the building.
Two men got out from the driver and pa.s.senger seat.
It was Evan and Ken, both had a casual polo and jeans but even so, they look exquisitely lovely.
They walked with big steps and serious face towards the elevator. The employee at the lobby looked at them with curiosity, wondering who could they be as the bar was mostly visited by the politician"s and celebrities who are trying to have fun without getting their ident.i.ty revealed.
When Ken pushed the closed b.u.t.ton of the elevator, his cold face that could kill anyone loosened a little. Then through the mirror of the elevator wall, he looked at his friend Evan.
Meanwhile, Evan was deep with his thought. His hand was holding his phone tightly - making sure that he wouldn"t miss a single call or message.
He has been like this since Daniella left his office. He was anxious and his mind was working on an excuse to call her.
He took in a long and deep sigh, if it"s not for Ken, he would have been at his house, or his office, doing something to make his mind busy.
When the door opened, his ears heard a melodic voice singing, it"s pulling his mind. Absently, his feet walked towards the direction of the voice. He had never been in this bar but, somehow his feet which seemed to be familiar with the place moved to find the source of the voice.
With his mind was floating, wondering about the owner of the voice, Evan didn"t notice that Ken was stopped by the bar"s manager to report.
His eyes found a woman on the stage, her hair was styled like the women in the 1950s", though her clothes revealed almost half of her body.
He could only see the silhouette of the woman, his eyes narrowed, wondering if he had seen her before.
He tried to move to have a good look at her face but, the woman took the mic off from its stand and started walking towards the customer.
And now that the woman was turned back on him, all he could see was her curvy back.
He gulped and, leaned his back against the high chair by the wall, his hand crossed as he waited patiently for the woman to turn and face him.
"He is a villain by the devil"s law."
"He is a killer just for fun, fun, fun, fun"
Every lyric she sang was getting in his mind. The way she sang every word was too deep and, full of emotion as if the song was written by her.
The woman sat on the table of the man he recognized to be Senator Villa, then she crossed her leg, and but the distance, he could see how white they were.
Then, slowly, the woman – as she sang, got up from sitting on the table and turned to go back to the stage.
Evan felt his body shook as soon as his eyes laid on the woman"s face.
"Daniella!" he murmured with disbelief.
His eyes ran to scan her body, the way she moved and sang with seduction, it was as if she"s a professional entertainer.
His heartfelt edgy, puzzled with what"s happening.
Then the music ended and the customer cheered.
He saw Daniella going down from the stage, it was only three steps but, a waiter was holding her hand, helping her, and later leaned closer to Daniella"s ear – whispering something.
His mind baffled, he wanted to talk to her, ask her why is she working as an entertainer when she had an education. She could be anyone she"d like to be but, why is she in the bar, singing and letting the old and middle-age men rhapsodize over her.
When his mind decided to go after her, Evan was stopped by Ken. He turned to look at him and found him with a p.i.s.sed off mood.
"What?" he asked impatiently.
"This stupid senator, I have told him that he can no longer take those stupid women upstairs. But I heard that he asked my stupid manager to get the new stupid singer. Seriously, why can"t he f*ck her somewhere else!" Ken was fuming as he said those words in a loud voice.
"I don"t like other men"s s.e.m.e.n in my bar" Ken continued fuming, face turning red with anger.
Evan"s eyebrows creased with confusion, he was unsure how long does Daniella had been working in this club, but somehow his chest was pounding so hard.
"Ken, who is that senator?" he asked faintly.
"Senator Villa," Ken replied.
Evan wanted to ask more but, one of the waiters came.
"Mr. Chu, I brought the two models you requested in your office. I have told them to shut their lips or their tongue will be cut out," Evan could hear the fear in the waiter"s shaky voice.
With the same angry tone, Ken yelled back at the man.
"DO I LOOK LIKE I AM IN THE MOOD FOR THREESOME?" Ken rudely shouted at the waiter.
The poor man"s face paled in fright, he hastily nodded and left their sight.
Evan shook his head, Ken"s patience is so short that if he just didn"t like the face of the person he"s talking too, he wouldn"t think twice and just yell at that person.
Ken has a serious personality problem, and he can"t blame him, with everything he had experienced growing up, he"s relief that Ken still found a way to live his life.
"Let"s go, Evan, this bar is full of filthy people," Ken disgustedly said.
"You bought this filthy bar, Ken," Evan said with a flat face.
They get into the elevator but, instead of the ground floor, Evan pushed the next floor up.
"What are you doing?" Ken spoke with the same angry tone he used to tell at the waiter.
"I need to check the woman who"s with Senator Villa," Evan casually replied, he didn"t take his shout seriously, if he did, they would be in the hospital right now.
"Why?"
Evan looked at Ken, eyes were serious and deep.
Evan didn"t answer him, the door opened and he walked out. Seeing that Ken was about to follow him, Evan immediately pressed the close b.u.t.ton.
Ken"s face went flat before the door closed, the man tossed a card key at Evan and yelled with a smirk, "Go and f**k her hard."