Nathan The Billionaire: The Complete Series (A Navy SEAL Bad Boy Alpha Billionaire Romance)

by Claire Adams

  “You better get her to dance, I don’t want to keep her for long. I need a buyer to see her today,” Stephano said as he left us and walked around to look at all of the girls.

  He admired Ana for an extra long time and I saw that he forced another pill on her, too. She had already taken one from me and I knew she had taken one earlier in the day. I worried that she was very addicted to the methadone and it was going to be hard for her to get away from it once we got her out of his care.

  “You can be mad at me if you want. But I’m going to help get Ana out. You need to go on stage and dance. Leave your glasses on the stage so Jackson can see the audience.”

  I wasn’t sure her glasses were a camera, but PJ’s reply made me positive of what I had thought was going on.

  “I know what the fuck I’m doing, I’ll leave the glasses wherever I want to,” PJ said as she stood up and followed the other girls out to the backstage area.

  It sucked that she was so mad at me, but I couldn’t risk Stephano thinking I was on anyone’s side but his. I had to be a bitch so I could get everything done that needed to get done while we were at the club.

  If Stephano trusted me, it would be possible he would leave the girls in my hands when we got back to his house. Instead of trying to find me a match, he might decide to keep me to help with the girls. Having me there to work with the girls could be exactly what we needed to get them to safety. I didn’t know what the security situation was like at his house at night, but with all the drugs these girls were taking, I didn’t think he would need that much security at all. Most of them would probably be passed out by the time it was dark outside.

  But for the time being, I needed to dance first so that the rest of the girls saw what had to happen when they had their turn. I could still remember when Ana had come to the club and one of the other girls did the first dance to show Ana what to do. It seemed like a million years ago, but it had only been a few weeks.

  So much had happened in the last few weeks. So much more than I could have imagined. Meeting Jackson and Chase that night in the club had changed the entire trajectory of my life.

  “Okay, ladies, I’m going to do a dance, then it’s your turn,” I said to the girls as I made my way onto the stage.

  I knew that Nate and Chase were going to be out there, but I couldn’t think about them. I had to concentrate on the job I was sent to do and that meant that I had to give a kick ass show for Stephano. He wanted me to show the girls that effort was important in their dance, not because the girls had to dance well, but the buyers wanted sexy women and a woman who was willing to show off her stuff on the dance floor would be more willing to make her man happy when she got home with him.

  I stood at the edge of the stage and waited for my music to start. I took a couple deep breaths as I walked out on stage and started to peal my clothing off in time with the music. I made sure to give Stephano my undivided attention, mostly because I didn’t want to look at Nate or Chase. I knew they were going to be surprised to see me up there and I also knew that if I looked at them, I was likely to break the character I was pretending to be.

  Every time I danced, I pretended to be someone else. It was the only way I got through my shows. I would pretend to be a naughty school teacher or a hot businesswoman, and I would become the character on the stage. My fans loved that about me and that was why they continued to come back and see me over and over again.

  My hips moved from side to side as I held onto the pole in the middle of the stage. I saw that one of the guards had brought the girls to the edge of the stage so they could all watch my dance. As I turned around, I caught a glimpse of Nate and Chase as they watched the stage, they were only a few seats away from Stephano, but I tried my best not to look at them again. Nate looked like he was about to jump out of his seat and join me, while Chase was half covering his eyes.

  The first night when Chase and Jackson had come to the club to watch me dance, I remembered seeing them. The two of them were wide eyed and fascinated by me. They didn’t look away at all during my whole dance.

  Having a handsome guy like Jackson ask for one on one time with me was something I liked. As a dancer, it made me feel special and like what I was doing was actually good. I didn’t even mind that he just had questions about Ana that night, I was happy to answer them as long as he paid for his private dance.

  Now, only a few days away from that night, there I was dancing for Chase and Nate. It seemed like déjà vu because Nate reminded me so much of Jackson. But this time, I knew so much more about the world and about those two men. I knew I had to do a job and I couldn’t be embarrassed or Stephano would know that something was strange.

  The longer I danced, the more I got into the character and soon I had stripped off my bra and threw it right at Nate. He grabbed it like a pro and held onto it while I finished my dance. It was only about two minutes on the stage, which was short for me, but it was going to seem like forever to the girls who had never been on the stage.

  Stephano clapped when I was done dancing and that made the rest of the men in the lobby clap. I looked over at Nate and Chase as they smiled and clapped. Then I looked toward the back of the club and saw the same goon that had strangled me the other evening and he was clapping, as well.

  That whole situation still bothered me. Why would one of his goons take it upon themselves to do that to me? My gut thought that Stephano probably told him to make me understand that I needed to listen to him or something like that and the goon just took things way too far.

  As the music ended and the lights died down, I walked off the stage. I was proud of my dance and felt like I did a good job. It would hopefully be the last time I ever danced on a stage. At least, if I had any say in it. So the dance was like a going away gift to myself – the last time I would be seducing a man from the brightly lit stage.

  I hoped that in the future I would only be doing a dance for my man in the privacy of my own home. Someday, that would be the future I would have. Maybe it would be with Jackson, or maybe it would be with someone else entirely. All I knew was that I didn’t intend to ever go back to the life I used to have. There was so much more in my future, and I was going to go after it with everything I had. I wasn’t going to settle for a life I hated anymore.

  Life was too short to live without following your dreams and I knew that. When this job was done, I was going after what I wanted in life.

  I saw Ana first in line and gave her a hug. She certainly didn’t look like she was ready to take on the stage. But at least she had done it before and knew what to expect.

  “Good luck,” I said.

  “Thanks,” she slurred as she walked very unsteadily out to the stage.

  It was clear she had taken way too many drugs and I was afraid what her dance was going to look like to Stephano. I just hoped that she could hold herself together.

  I stayed close to the stage to watch as she did her dance for Stephano. He seemed particularly fond of her and his eyes intently latched onto her every move. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought that Stephano really did want to keep Ana for himself.

  Chapter 21

  JACKSON

  Watching Roxanne slap PJ was an eye opener for me. I saw that Stephano was coming and that PJ had been talking like she wasn’t supposed to have been doing. It was a good thing that Roxanne had slapped her. I had to wonder what PJ would have been doing if Roxanne wasn’t there. She probably would have been talking to the girls and given herself away, but I hoped she wouldn’t have. I also hoped she would be able to keep herself together to finish out the rest of the job. She had to play her part or nothing was going to work out the way we needed it to.

  As Roxanne danced on stage, I could see bits and pieces of it through PJ’s camera. It made me feel dirty to watch Roxanne up on that stage, but I also wanted her more than I had the last time I saw her dance. She was such a beautiful woman, inside and out, and I couldn’t wait to make up with her when this was all over.
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  This time, as she danced, all I could think about was how that was going to be the last time she ever had to dance for men. I would make sure that she wouldn’t have to dance for anyone else ever again. Unless she wanted to dance for me in private, of course.

  I wanted her off the stage and it killed me that Chase and Nate got to see her. They were probably loving that they got to see every inch of her, especially Nate. It killed me to think of all the things I knew he was imaging doing with Roxanne.

  When Roxanne left the stage, Ana went up. I still didn’t really know why Ana had to dance again, but I could only imagine that maybe her buyer wanted additional footage before he flew over from overseas. Or perhaps the original buyer had backed out and they were trying to sell her to someone else? What I did know was that she was snowed with drugs and could hardly walk.

  PJ made sure to look right at Ana during her whole dance and I got to watch much more of it than I had seen of Roxanne. PJ looked into the audience and I noticed both Chase and Nate looked really concerned as they watched. If it had been up to them, I know they would have run up to the stage and rescued her right then and there.

  Ana held herself together fairly well as she danced to the music, but she didn’t take any of her clothing off. Perhaps that was what her buyer wanted? I wasn’t sure, but when she finished her dance and walked back past PJ, I saw that her eyes were barely open and she looked like she was going to fall over.

  PJ looked back briefly and I saw Roxanne helping Ana down the stairs behind the stage. It made me feel much better to see that Ana was being taken care of by Roxanne. Again, I was happy that Roxanne was there. It was a really good thing and I just wished we had discussed it in person before she had decided to just leave.

  As a few other girls took the stage, PJ made a point to look around the back of the club and other areas behind the stage. She did a great job of letting me see what was all around her. I didn’t expect that we were going to be able to get the girls out while they were at the club, though. There were clearly too many security guards around and I suspected they were all carrying guns.

  For the time being, Nate and Chase would just have to sell PJ to Stephano and we would have to figure out our next best step. At least once PJ was at Stephano’s house, we would have video of the inside and be able to see who was around. Plus, PJ and Roxanne could talk to us through the video, though we couldn’t talk to them. It was too dangerous to give PJ and ear piece, so we would just have to deal with the one-way video and audio that we had.

  The stage went dark and I watched closely as PJ made her way onto the stage. She set her glasses right in front and pointed them toward Stephano, although I could also see Nate and Chase, as well. A little part of me wished she would have turned them around so I could see her dance, but that was just the guy in me. Professionally, it was much better to see Stephano.

  When the music started, I saw Nate’s face brighten up. He leaned forward in his seat as he watched the show that PJ was putting on for them. Chase also seemed interested in the show this time and wasn’t hiding his face like he had done when Roxanne was dancing.

  The music was rough and had a lot of base to it. In my head, I imagined PJ as she moved around the pole and danced with the beat of the music. Then suddenly, I saw a piece of clothing go flying off the stage toward Stephano. It looked like a bra.

  PJ had taken off her top. Well, she sure was going all out for the job. I took back my feeling about her not knowing what she was doing earlier. Obviously, she had much more skills than I had given her credit for.

  When the music finally stopped, PJ picked up her glasses and put them back on. Stephano was right up at the stage and held his hand out for PJ to come down. It was impressive how well PJ must have danced to get Stephano up out of his seat and standing there for her.

  “I don’t know why on earth you would want to get rid of this beautiful creature,” Stephano said to Nate. “But I will buy her from you for ten thousand dollars.”

  “She wasn’t that nice to me, you can have her,” Nate said.

  Stephano motioned for one of his men to bring him his money and then whispered to the man how much he needed. PJ turned and watched the man as he opened a briefcase with thousands and thousands of dollars in it.

  After handing Nate the money they had agreed on, Stephano pulled PJ toward him and kissed her. From the view of her glasses all I could see was Stephano’s face pressed up against PJ’s and I suddenly felt really bad that I had thought she couldn’t do her job. She was the one standing there naked and kissing Stephano. She was doing a great job.

  “Now leave,” Stephano said as he looked at Nate and Chase.

  PJ followed them with her eyes as they left the building and then she turned back to Stephano. He suddenly seemed very sweet and nice to her. I could see the grooming process as it started right then and there.

  Stephano was going to be nice to Ilsa, or PJ – he wanted her to like him. He also wanted more than just a kiss from her and that made me really nervous. I didn’t know what the hell we were going to do if PJ got stuck alone in a room with Stephano and he tried to have his way with her. We would have to go in and that wasn’t a good idea, at all.

  “You are beautiful. I know you don’t speak English, but I think I might keep you for myself since you are so sweet.”

  PJ looked down and I saw Stephano’s hands on her breast and massaging it. “Thank you,” she said in her best broken English.

  “Oh, you are a sweet little thing. I can’t wait to tie you up to my bed and fuck you until you pass out.”

  “Shit,” I said as Chase and Nate made it to my van. “He just told PJ he wants to tie her up to his bed.”

  “Should we go back in there?” Nate asked.

  “No, let’s see what she does,” I said.

  “Thank you,” she said again in broken English.

  “Get Roxy out here,” Stephano yelled to one of his guys.

  As they waited for Roxanne to come out front, Stephano continued to fondle PJ. She looked down once so I could see what was going on and then she looked back at Stephano.

  “Yes,” Roxanne said as she came up next to the stage with PJ and Stephano.

  “Feed her, get her in the shower, and tonight I’ll bring her up to my room with me after dinner.”

  “Okay,” Roxanne said as she waited for PJ.

  “Oh, I’m going to enjoy playing with you so much,” Stephano said as he kissed PJ again and then motioned for Roxanne to take her away.

  As Roxanne and PJ made their way into the back room, neither of them talked. I could see there were two guards in the room and it was obvious most of the excitement was over for the evening. At least, for the three women we cared most about.

  “So, should we just grab some hardware and go in there with guns blazing?” Chase said as he pretended to have guns in each of his hands.

  “No, stupid. There were at least six guys with guns in there. Do you want to get yourself shot?” Nate added.

  “We could always notify the local authorities and let them take it from here,” Chase said as he sat down next to me and watched the monitor from PJ’s glasses.

  If you would have asked me on day one what I would suggest doing in this situation, I would have said to call the locals. But the problem I was having now was that Roxanne was in there. The local authorities would take forever to decide how they were going to raid the place, if they even decided to raid it. Then the likelihood that there would be casualties was much higher because those guys didn’t know anyone inside and would just be gung-ho to capture Stephano.

  Or, the local police would just tip Stephano off that we were trying to have them arrested. Then PJ would be in the most danger since we put her in there, but all the girls would be in danger of being hurt. A man like Stephano wouldn’t bat an eye at killing a group of girls if it meant keeping himself safe. If he didn’t know which girls he could trust, he could just decide to dispose of them all.

  “I thi
nk our best bet is to watch when the girls get back to Stephano’s home. While there, we can see how many guards stay and how many leave. In the middle of the night when everyone is sleeping, we can try and get in. There should be a lot fewer guards around and we could get the girls out without even having to shoot our guns, if we’re lucky.”

  Chase nodded his head in agreement while Nate seemed to ponder what I was saying. He also seemed very interested in the monitor of what PJ was seeing in the locker room behind the stage.

  “Do you think all those girls are from overseas?” Nate asked.

  “Yeah, probably.”

  “Where will they go from here? I mean if we don’t get them out? He sells them back to people overseas?”

  “Yeah, like Chase bought his wife from over there. Other guys like to buy their women, too,” I said jokingly.

  “I didn’t buy her. It was a dating website!” Chase yelled.

  We had teased him about how he met Jordan from the day we found out. It was about the only thing we could tease him about since he was now an upstanding member of society and running our father’s business better than he ever had. It wasn’t like when he was younger and we could pick on him for dressing weird or dating unusual girls. Now he was actually one of the most stable guys in our family.

  “Okay, okay, you didn’t buy her. That hot international model girl just likes you for who you are,” Nate continued.

  “It looks like they are getting ready to leave,” I said as I watched the girls through the monitor.

  PJ continued to do a great job of looking around with her glasses on so we could see who all was going with them. It appeared that only two of the guards actually drove everyone in SUV’s back to Stephano’s house. It was impossible to know if the other guards drove on their own or if they just didn’t come at all, but at that point, I was pretty excited to see that only two of them were with the girls. It would be much easier to overpower two guys than it would have been to take down all six of them.

  We kept our distance and followed the SUVs for a few miles until I was positive they were just going to Stephano’s house. PJ was in a vehicle with Roxanne and five other girls, but Ana was in the other SUV.