16 Chapter 17

~Victoria's POV

I look everywhere in awe at all the beautiful women and men training, pole dancing as well learning choreography.

The whole atmosphere was dripping with confidence and hard work. Kyle leads me to one of the dancers that is, what I assume, taking a break.

When she notices us, she smiles warmly at me. I return the smile immediately feeling her radiant vibes. She extends her hand out to me as a sign of greeting. "Hi there, my name is Isabelle, but my friends call me Belle." I shake her hand. "Hi, I'm Victoria"

She smiles then turns to Kyle. "Is she a new recruit?" she asks curiously, Kyle shakes his head no. "No she's Xavior's girl" Isabelle looks at me shocked. I nervously laugh.

She speaks up again "Well then what brings you here pretty lady?" she asks me nicely. "I wanted to check out the dancers since I'm too scared to start with training" I say shyly feeling like a chicken.

She laughs and brings me under her arm. "No worries Victoria, pole dancing brings a new sense of confidence and strength to a woman. But we don't only do pole dancing, we teach dances such as the Tango or Salsa. That's to help us in undercover missions." she ends of with a wink.

I stare at her, amazed at how calmly she spoke about undercover missions. The mere thought gives me goosebumps. Kyle speaks up" she won't be learning pole dancing, Xavior would kill me. "

Kyle then walks over to a seat on the side of the room. He sits down and begins typing away on his phone leaving me with Isabelle.

Isabelle faces me and begins to talk. "So basically, I help out around here by improving technique. I watch the dancers and tell them how to fix themselves so that they appear as professionals. In this line of work, an imposter can easily be noticed."

She ends of saying and begins to walk away, I follow her like a lost puppy. I notice a handful of women and men learning the Tango, I think. Curiosity gets the better of me and I ask Belle what's the point of them learning The Tango.

Belle stops walking and turns around to see what I was speaking about. She smiles and begins to explain. " Well in a couple of weeks, there will be a ball."

Im still confused and Belle seems to notice my confusion. She giggles and continues on. " Someone sent an anonymous email to Boss about a ball of an upcoming mafia, since it was anonymous the computer geeks had to find out where it came from. But it came out clean, no surprises, no threats. But Boss doesn't feel comfortable so he asked us to learn various dances so that we could go undercover, since only a limited amount of people are allowed to attend. "

" We are basically the entertainment that will protect Boss if anything goes south" she explains. I am completely left stunned.

I look around the room, not knowing what to do next. Isabelle takes my hand and leads me to the group that's learning The Tango. I let her lead the way.

When we get to the group, Isabelle speaks to the choreographer while pointing in my direction. I cannot make out what they are saying. Isabelle calls me over and I wonder over to where they are standing.

The choreographer eyes me up and down which makes me self conscious. Her dark brown eyes and dark black hair that's pulled up in a high bun really intimidates me, considering she looks older than me. She speaks in a strict manner.

"Buon giorno, sai come riprendere velocemente la coreografia?" I stare at her, not knowing what to say. Isabelle laughs beside me and tells the lady that I'm English.

"What I was saying" choreographer says. "Was can you pick up on choreography, quickly" I look at Isabelle confused. "Urm well... I guess you could say that." I didn't know why she asked that as I just came here to watch.

"I'm sorry, but why are you asking if I just came here to watch?" I ask the choreographer. She looks between Isabelle and I. "Well I'm pretty sure you will be attending the Ball with Boss and you don't want to embarrass him when you get asked to dance, do you?" she asks me

"Look I didn't even know there was a ball until a few minutes ago." the choreographer gives me a stern look and I sigh in defeat. She claps her hands together gathering everyone's attention.

"Alright everyone, we have a new learner with us. Is anyone willing to volunteer to be her partner while practicing?"

I look around and I see quite a handsome looking man raise his hand. He is about a few inches taller than me with wavy brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes.

He walks up to be and pulls me by the waist." Would you mind if I'm your partner?" he asks almost in a flirtatious manner. I say nothing as I can't form the words to say anything.

We begin the class, and it's going great. I'm learning the moves with ease, the key is focus and to get the pattern correctly. My technique is off, but I'm enjoying myself.

And my partner, who's name I've come to know as Micheal, is a whole flirt, but I don't find him attractive, I mean comparing to Xavior now. Wait what? Why am I comparing? The train of thoughts and the loss of focus causes me to trip over my own feet.

As we're about to fall, Micheal flips us over so that I fall on him and not the other way around. We fall with a loud thud, causing everyone in the room to stop what they are doing and to grace us with their attention.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE" Xavior's powerful voice booms across the room. I immediately jump up from Micheal and stand with my head facing down. I'm in deep trouble now.

I hear Xavior's powerful steps making his way to me. I see Micheal stand in front of me, probably to try and protect me from Xavior's wrath. This seems to anger Xavior even more.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Fucking. Way" I hear Xavior say angrily to Micheal. Micheal hesitates, but moves regardless.

I feel my him lift my chin up. I look into a very angry Xavior, and gulp down in fear. The next thing he does shocks me. He grabs my neck from behind and forcefully crashes his soft lips into mine. The kiss takes me by surprise, but takes me to another galaxy.

We break apart and see everyone looking at us in shock, some judging and some smirking. I look away in embarrassment. Xavior grabs my hand and interlocks our fingers.

"She is mine, no one is allowed to touch or look at her in any inappropriate way. And if you do, I'll feed you to the dogs." I gasp and stare at Xavior with disbelief.

But he is looking at the crowd making sure to eye every man to make his point clear. With that being said, Xavior pulls me towards the exit and towards his car.

The car ride is silent and that makes me nervous. I play with my hands to calm this anxious feeling that is bubbling within me. We reach his huge house and my anxiety multiplies by ten. He comes around to my side of the door and opens it.

He puts his hand out for me to take, I stare at it, not knowing what to do. The look he gives me tells me not to disobey him. I place my small hand gently in his large one.

When we are in the house Xavior slams the door shut. I jump in shock and turn around to face him. His eyes is filled with anger. I begin to explain what happened.

"Xavior, just hear me out before you do anything crazy. I was only learning the dance for this upcoming ball that you failed to mention and when I thought of you I lost focus and tripped, Micheal tried to make sure that I fell on him instead of him falling on me."

I see him cool down a bit, he walks over to me and kisses me passionately. He picks me up by my waist and I involuntarily wrap my legs around his torso.

I feel him making his way up the stairs and into to his room. I feel myself being lowered on his soft bed sheets. He breaks the kiss, but trails it down to my neck and begins sucking and biting down on my sweet spot. My moans can be heard, but I don't care.

Xavior pulls away and looks me deep in my eyes. "Victoria" he purrs my name. The intensity sends waves of pleasure to my core. "Victoria, you are mine" he pecks my lips. "And only mine" he places another gentle peck. I feel like im on ecstasy with the way his deep rich voice speaks to me.

He gets up and walks to the bathroom. The fuck? I hear the bath tub being filled. I sit on the bed a bit mad at the fact that he left me so high and dry. The water stops and he comes back with his shirt off.

He puts his hand out for me to take, I get out of bed and walk slowly towards him and place my hand in his. He pulls me in the bathroom and closes the door.

He begins removing my top, leaving me in my leggings and sports bra. He then removes my tights. He kneels down, while I kick off my pants from my feet. He gently lays kisses on my thighs, I sigh in content at the contact.

He gets back up and removes my bra. I cover my chest feeling a bit too exposed for my liking. Xavior slowly removes my hands from my chest while staring at me lovingly. "Don't hide yourself from me, Victoria, I've seen it all and I love every inch of you. I nod because no words can come out my mouth.

He places me in the bath tub, then starts removing the remaining of his clothes. He gets in behind me and pulls me towards his chest. I lay my back against his chest and close my eyes to take in this moment.

Xavior takes his hands and draws random patterns on my stomach, making me feel at ease. He then begins to slowly make his way up to the bottom of my breast, holding each one in both his hands.

I slightly gasp when his hands fully cups my breast and tugs a bit at my nipples, placing it in between his index and middle finger. The feeling is out of this world, I bite my lip to keep a moan from slipping out.

Xavior stops giving my breast attention and grabs the soap and a scrub that's right next to the tub. He begins washing me slowly and gently. When he's done I turn around, carefully, and begin to wash him.

We never break eye contact as I continue to bath him. When I'm done, we sit in a comfortable silence, just staring at each other. I don't think we've ever been this intimate or gentle with one another. The territory is new but I kinda love it.

Xavior is the first to break the silence. "I want to apologize for being so rough with you earlier. I need you to know that I am not always going to be gentle when I'm angry, but I'll try to have my limits because I don't want to scare you off" I soflty smile at him, I lean in to place a gentle peck on his lips

"It's okay Xavior, I forgive you." I tell him honestly. I know that he will not be easy to handle, but I want to try this out because all relationships have there ups and downs. Wait, did I just say relationship?

Xavior speaks up again, breaking me from my thoughts." I hope it won't be too much to ask if I could take you out on a date tonight?" he asks nervously.

How could I say no to that. I nod which causes Xavior to display one of the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.

We get out of the tub and dry each other off. I put on a bath robe and sit on the bed deciding in my head what I should wear.

Xavior comes out of the bathroom with a towel hanging low on his hips. I stare at his body in admiration. I look up at him to find him already looking at me.

I blush and clear my throat. "So where are we going on our first date?" I ask him while trying to stop myself from smiling.

"Well I was thinking, we could go to dinner and get to know each other better?" he says in a suggestive tone.

The idea does appeal to me so I agree. I ask Xavior to leave the room while I get ready, he obviously said no, but with a little more persuasion I finally got him to change in the other room.

I head over to the walk in closet and search for something nice to wear. I take out my white lace underwear as the dress I'll be wearing is white.

I then take out my mid-thigh strap dress with a slit on the side. And a pair of white heels.

The weather is nice out so I decide not to take my coat with me. When I'm finished, I see Xavior already waiting outside my door.

He sees me and let's out a low whistle. I laugh as I see him checking me out. And I must say, Xavior looked absolutely amazing in his gray fitted suit.

He leads me to the car and starts up the engine. We drive into the city where our eventful night will begin.