Chapter 2 Two

She stared at herself in the full length mirror, the lightening in the room was good, letting all of the little crystals on her bra glitter like diamonds. She was a young adult who seemed to have mature in a dangerously sexy way. With a small smirk on her face, she glanced at a small clock on the wall. “A couple of minutes left.” She muttered to no one in particular as she was the only one in the room. The make up brushes smoothened out all the unblended lines and getting rid of the imperfections. The dark, sparkly eyeshadow made her eyes pop and the red lipstick made her lips look Fuller than they were. Fortunately, for her stereotypically full chest and butt, the extravagant bra and high waist panties concealed the special part of her body. “Come on Aria, you should be on stage in three minutes.” A woman’s voice resounded in the room as she lightly knocked on the door. “Right.” Gabriella said in a low tone of voice as her gaze fell on the unconscious woman hidden behind the wardrobe. ‘No one would notice her absence until I’m done.’ She thought inwardly. Gabriella placed a gold mask on her face, it covered half of her face only revealing her red lips and blue eyes. This helped in pulling off her plan as her identity would remain hidden for the rest of the evening. No one would know that the person behind the mask wasn’t Aria but an imposter and by the time it would be discovered, she would have been long gone. Her heels clicked as she made her way from the dressing room and onto the stage. As she walked, she let her hips drop in a sexy motion, allowing herself to feel sultry and seductive before anyone’s eyes were on her. Compared to the calm expression behind the mask, Gabriella was very nervous about what she was about to do. To accomplish her plan, she had to take on the identity of a stripper. She had practiced for days with hopes that everything would work out well. ‘You can do this bri, after this, we can take out that motherfucking bastard and our revenge would be completed.’ Soon enough, her alias was called out and she made her way to the lit stage. A wide smile stretched across her face and she took slow, delicate steps, allowing the lights to bounce off her bra and accentuate her little waist. She held the pole like a pro as all her practice routine replayed in her mind. Gabriella acted on them, her hips rolled with each motion and men whistled out to her. Wads of cash was already landing on the stage. She ran her hands through her silky hair, and shut her eyes like she was in bliss. Despite the noise and music, Gabriella did not forget herself in the act, the reality remained that she had a job to complete by midnight and this was one of the ways to achieve it. When Gabriella opened her eyes, her attention fell on a man. Her target. He was in his early thirties, he was wearing a snapback and jeans. She could see the way his lips parted in disbelief like he had never been to a strip club before. Gabriella smirked as she noticed that she had also caught his attention. After seeing him, she felt relieved that all her efforts were not in vain. She didn’t make eye contact with anyone, she focused on her muscles and her form as she danced on the metal pole. Her arms supported her body as Gabriella showcased her long legs. The middle aged men before her expressed their approval with more money tossed to the stage. The pole was in between her shoulder blades and her arms wrapped around it. In a slow, rhythmic fashion, she rolled her hips forward and backward, her back arched nicely with the movement, causing her full chest to look fuller and enticing. As she continued to spin and twirl, she let go of her worries and began feeling like a goddess. A few hours ago, Gabriella was worried that it would take a while to shift into the feeling of being a stripper but as the transformation happened, she felt incredible. When she opened her eyes once again, she noticed that her target was delighted with her performance like he didn’t want it to end. She continued on, moving into different moves and pattern like she had practiced. Wads of cash piled up on the stage and a coy smile appeared on her face. When Gabriella was done, she moved backstage where the stage manager was waiting for her. “Aria! That was incredible. You were awesome tonight.” “Thank you.” Gabriella pretended to be shy by looking away, she tried not to sneer. “I have a guy that wants a private dance from you.” “But-” She sounded hesitant. “Before you say no, he is willing to pay triple your usual.” The stage manager pressed on. “Who is he?” Gabriella was really hesitant about agreeing, she became an imposter and stole a different identity in order to meet her target. She couldn’t meet anyone else aside him or her plan would be futile “He wore a snapback and jeans, he seemed entranced by your dance earlier. You should meet him Per favore.” The stage manager pleaded. ‘Checkmate!’ Gabriella screamed out in her mind. The fish had taken the bait unfortunately, it won’t be alive for too long. “Va bene. I will do it.” She agreed. The stage manager happily led her to the room where her target was waiting, unaware that he had brought a devil to his abode. Gabriella shut the door as she entered the room. Slow, soft music began playing as she went to meet the man who was sprawled on the only couch in the room. Anger and disgust boiled within Gabriella as she saw the lust in his eyes and the lewd expression that he didn’t even bother to conceal. His eyes fell in her exposed legs and trailed until it landed on her breast. Gabriella wanted to stab his eyes but clenched her hands tightly behind her. It was not the best time to act. Her eyes were red, filled with unshed tears. She was in the same room with one of the men that raped and murdered her mother before kidnapping her little sister. Gabriella had always lived a simple life with her foster mother and sister who she adored. Their life was pretty normal and her foster mother never made her feel unloved. Since her mother was took a lot of jobs to cater for their need, Gabriella was tasked with taking care of her six years old sister. At twenty, Gabriella didn’t have a lot of friends and mostly enjoyed the her sister and Mateo, her best friend. Gabriella could still vividly recall the smiles on their faces before she left to go out on a date. Only for her to return late in the night to find her mother in the pool of her own blood and her sister was nowhere to be found. The footage from the building only showed a group of armed men taking away her little sister. She made a report to the police but the case was suspiciously closed . Gabriella knew that there were some underhand measure involved, and whoever that was behind the incident was too powerful for her to fight in the open. She could only rely on herself and get revenge. But it wasn’t easy, with the help of Mateo, she had been able to track some of the men involved in the kidnap of her sister and get rid of them without causing suspicions and drawing attention to herself. Gabriella was snapped back to reality when she felt arms wrapped around her waist and kisses on her shoulder. She reacted instantly by jabbing her elbow on his nose and striking the back of his neck, rendering him unconscious. “Sleep tight bastard.” … ..