Chapter 10

Giovanni went to the bedroom to rest a little before heading for work. He started replying to a few emails from his customer companies. He made a few calls and then finally, started to get ready for work. On his way to his office, he called James, "Hey, James," "What's up, Giovanni?" James responded.

"Are you busy? I wanted you to come to my office just for a little bit, there's a few things I need to talk to you about," Giovanni nodded his head in agreement, "sure, I'll wait," he cut the call and put the phone on the front seat.

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"This is a case that was closed with no proper investigations, at least, that's what it looks like, James said as he paced around the room holding some printed out papers.

Giovanni searched for some information on his laptop, "Listen, I don't mind paying all the bills but I need evidence to prove my hunch right. It's quite suspicious that her aunt would be bold enough to take everything that Ingrid's parents left her, it doesn't even make sense that she would be the one in the will," he said. James nodded as he held the documents.

He told Giovanni that this was now a matter of pulling the right strings, bringing some corrupt lawyers or administrators of the dead out into the light, "I think there was an issue of bribery, and whoever was in charge of investigating this fire hid something,” he said. Giovanni typed something on his PC and discovered that a man named Carl Miller was in charge of the case files. They looked for his address, searched for his information and made the decision to go after him.

"So, if this guy was really bribed to fake the will, doesn't that mean that he will have to be arrested?" James asked, "I don't know, I was thinking that we could use him to lead us to the proper documents," Giovanni suggested. James nodded, "First, we just have to meet him, talk to him....nicely. Maybe he was blackmailed, his records say he's a father with two daughters, any man would do anything for his loving kids," James said.

Giovanni stared at the man's photo, then asked James if he could find some free time to visit the investigator with him later in the evening, "No problem, Vanni, I got you. It's a date." James exited the office, leaving Giovanni to finish his work for the day.

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Ingrid woke up when her alarm went off, she had to start getting ready because the evening was close. She went to the bathroom to take a shower, as she bathed, she couldn't help but remember everything that had happened with Giovanni earlier, she sang a song softly, it was a love song. She smiled at the thought of her being in love. She convinced herself that everything was just infatuation and that it would fade with time.

When she got out of the shower and into her bedroom, she grabbed her blow drier and styled her hair in the usual hairdo, she had to let her hair fall because she was going to be on stage tonight. She put her makeup on and began to get dressed.

Her signature dress code was red, she grabbed a deep red laced bra and red laced thong and threw it on the bed. She pulled out black laced stockings that went up to her thighs. No gutter belt and no corset, this time, she wanted to show off her belly.

Just as she unwrapped her towel, Clover burst into her room, "Hey! I'm naked!" she yelled, Clover took off her shirt, she saw the thirst in his eyes, he grabbed her by the waist and began to kiss her, "Please, I really need this," he was rough.

Ingrid knew that at this point, she couldn't stop him. As much as she didn't want anybody else to touch her after Giovanni did, she had to accept the fact that this was the life she had chosen and being faithful was going to be impossible.

Clover bent her over her bed and unbuttoned his pants. She could hear him groaning as he shafted her. It hurt more this time because he didn't even attempt to do foreplay, she was dry, and she felt every tiny stroke of pain.

Luckily, it didn't take long, Clover pulled out and climaxed on her butt. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room, "Okay, get dressed now, my blue balls have been cured," he said while still panting.

Ingrid was a little angry, she grabbed some tissue and wiped off the semen on her butt. She pushed her hair backwards in disbelief of everything that just happened. The thought of her wishing that it was Giovanni instead made her want to cry. She hoped that she could see him again tonight, would he even make the time to watch her dance?

It was going to be the same routine happening again. Ingrid was going to be on stage but this time, she was supposed to find a person in the audience to give specific attention to, something that made the others wish they were that person.

The music started and the curtains opened, the lights around Ingrid were of a red colour. She walked onto the stage and waved around the sheet that covered her, one wave to the left and another to the right. Just as she dropped the sheet, the music started to play; 'Strange face of love'.

Ingrid moved her hips in sync with the music. She turned her body slowly with her hands up in the air, moving her waist like the rare snake dance. When the beat dropped, she whipped her hair three times and started to move closer to the audience. She looked at this one man who had a cowboy hat on, she motioned her hands for him to come closer, with hesitation, he moved.

She made him take a seat closer to the stage, the crowd couldn't scream or give a loud applause, they didn't want to miss any second or sound of her performance. That's what made Ginger stand out from the other ladies. Her slow and non violent ways of getting men's eyes glued to her, even a woman would silently admire the way her body flexibly moved.

She bent down a little bit and picked up a glass of tequila, she sipped it and then whipped her hair in front of the man that she commanded to sit down. She twirled to the beat and moved up and down slowly, she leaned against the pole and traced her fingers down her body from between her chest; she was getting good at it.

The stage lights went off and back on, Ingrid was on the pole when they came back on, the crowd had to applaud her for this one. She bent her body and did a split as she came back down just as the song was ending.

The audience had never seen anything like it. Infact, it grew with each day ever since she made her first appearance. Before she walked off the stage, she looked up at the audience to see if Giovanni was among the people, unfortunately, he wasn't present. Truthfully, she had hoped that he would have been the one she gave that special attention to.

The thought of him not being there made Ingrid feel less excited, but she didn't expect him to sit back and watch her shake her booty for other men, that was going to hurt him too, right? When she went back stage, Clover was waiting to give her a big hug, "You are our best, Ginger," he said as he picked her up and twirled her, "we are making money!"

While Clover was twirling Ingrid, Cloud walked up to them and whispered into Clover's ears. He handed Clover a fair amount of money and Clover nodded, "Okay, you can take him, she'll be there in 5minutes," he turned to look at Ingrid, "Ginger, sweety, there's a customer that has paid to have you in the VIP private room, don't worry, he didn't pay enough to sleep with you so don't worry about that. Just give him all you got okay?" Ingrid nodded her head and went into her dressing room.

She ran a brush through her hair and put some gloss on her lips. She was getting a little anxious, "what if its Giovanni? Oh, I can't wait, I must hurry, but first, I must look my best," she adjusted her bra and sprayed some cologne. Her night took different turns in such a short time, from excitement to a plain feeling and then to having the zeal to do anything, but not just for anyone...for Giovanni.

She exited her dressing room and started walking up towards the private room, she never thought that she would feel this type of joy as she headed towards that room. When she got the door, she paused before she could open it, she wanted to look composed and not interested, she didn't want him getting funny ideas like, 'what if she loves me?' When she opened the door, her hopes were shattered by what she saw. It was the man that she put in the front seat.

He took off his cowboy hat and took her by her hand and kissed it. "My lady, you called and I am here," he said. Ingrid smiled, not showing him her disappointment. She slowly walked into the room and slightly away from his grasp. She shut her eyes tight, calling herself foolish for being so excited over a wishful thought.

Somehow, deep down, she was hoping that the man behind her would be the man she craved the most. She thought about the peace that she was longing to feel once more, and forced herself to remember that nothing lasts forever. She threw her sheet on the bed and started to play the music for the MP3 beat box.