Married My Ex or Lose My Son

Vanessa POV.

The crowd of men cheered for me as I swayed my hips slowly, moving my ass in motion with my waist as one of my legs curled around the dancing pole. The night is still young and judging from the looks of it, I've made over a thousand dollars just from dancing seductively.

Stripping was never a job option for me, coming out of law school I knew I had the biggest ambitions ahead. All of a sudden the plans changed and here I am, dressed in an all-black lingerie and bra with black pointy heels and fish nets that clung to my curvy body.

The masked theme of the strip club made it even much better for the strippers to feel comfortable. The only people who could see our faces were the men who paid big money. The elites. On a lively Saturday night like this one, they would surely be here in a few minutes. The girls and I were saving our energy so we could give them a show. If you're lucky, one would desire sex and we would make even more money.

The music changed again, filling the dark and multicolored club with a different vibe. People were grinding on each other, some of my co-workers were dancing for some horny men by the corner. I bent down to squat, rolling my bubble butt in a circular motion.

"Yes Lady Red, you're so sexy," A middle-aged man yelled, spraying hundreds of dollars at me on the stage. I went closer to the crowd, turning to the side as I went down slowly, giving them a split. A hot guy from the crowd approached me, smacking my ass as his eyes met with mine, with a huge grin on his face.

"Your ass is amazing!" he spoke, winking at me as he threw more dollars and licked his lips. They call me Lady Red because my hair is red, and I never told anyone my real name. Since then, I decided to go with it.

A soft siren rang in the club. That is the queue our managers give us to let us know that the Elites have arrived. I got up from the floor. Picking up my dollars, I left the stage and went back to my dressing room.

I took my mask off to retouch my makeup and I checked the time. 11:30pm. Only 5 minutes before the manager came in to take us to the exotic suite. I decided to call my son briefly. I missed him so much. The babysitter picked up the call first, then she handed it over to him.

"Hi Liam, how are you baby?" I asked, waiting for his cheerful voice to fill the phone.

"I miss you mommy. "When are you coming back home?" He replied.

"I'll be back in the morning love, I miss you too."

"Okay.." he sounded sad and disappointed. But I had to work for us. I can't let myself be found at the mercy of these ruthless men.

"Bye darling, I love you." I ended the call as I returned to my makeup. I reapplied my lipstick and put my mask back on. Then I sprayed some of my sweet perfume.

Shortly after, the manager came into the dressing room to lead us to the suite. Tonight it was 7 of us. That means 7 billionaires came.

We got into the suite, meeting 7 cheerful billionaires engaging in conversation and laughing at an inside joke. They were dressed in different but similar colors of tuxedos and they looked so clean and rich.

Judging from their appearance, they were done for the day and came by for some relaxation and fun. About 4 of those faces were regular customers and were familiar to me.

Each one had the stripper they liked the most. As for me, I always seemed to be the highest prize that none of them could comprehend, so I would often dance for them and just get a lot of money for it.

Their conversation changed to side talks and pleasantries when they noticed we entered the suite. It had multiple corners and rooms to go into for when things became steamy.

Among the three new faces, there is one that looks very familiar to me. He seems to be distracted amidst the noise, talking on a phone call with all concentration. He is really tall, about a height of 6'4 dark hair and mild facial stubble to go with his handsome face. He was looking down so I wasn't really sure of my conclusion. Suddenly, he looked up as if he heard my thoughts and his piercing ocean-blue eyes met with mine beneath my mask.

My God!

I was staring at my college sweetheart and current billionaire, Edward Silver. What was he doing here? He had never stepped foot in this club before. No no no. This couldn't be happening.

What if he recognized me?

How would I explain to him why I was stripping?

I had to leave. My co-workers already walked over to the regular billionaires they spent time with. I can't stay here. I need to leave.

But before I could reach the door, I felt a soft arm grabbing my hand and causing me to stop in my tracks.

I turned around, only to find out it was Edward. He had ended the call and walked right up to me. I could hear his colleagues cheering him on in the background.

Holding eye contact with him, kept me speechless. My feelings felt familiar, with my stomach turning from his touch. I haven't seen him in almost 6 years. I can only keep my fingers crossed that he won't know it's me. I had to remain professional.

After seconds of staring, he finally spoke, breaking the silence between us.

"How much do I have to pay to take you home with me and keep you forever?" He said, his voice intoxicated and extremely low that only I could hear. He kissed my hand, maintaining the eye contact.

"Can you handle me mister? I'm quite naughty and rebellious." I replied, placing my right hand on his chest and trailing it down, smiling lightly.

"Try me." He spoke, his hand making its way to my waist and pulling me closer. I lead us to one of the rooms in the suite.

There was no escaping him now.

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Author's Note:

Hi everyone! Welcome to my story, 'Taming Mr Billionaire.' This story follows the journey of Vanessa and Edward as they reunite and ignite old flames between them. I hope you enjoy reading. Feel free to leave your thoughts and opinions in the comments 🥰 Also, no plagiarism or stealing please! Thanks.

Vanessa POV.

Edward ushered me into the room as he took his jacket off, placing it on the bed.

"What is your name, darling?" He asked me. I closed the room door and walked over to meet him.

Should I tell him my real name? That will risk everything and he will remember.

"I'm Lady Red."

"That is so sexy. "Your body is amazing too." He complimented.

I went closer to him and straddled him while he sat on the bed. I put my arm around his neck and took in his handsomeness. I can't believe I once used to date this man. He is so successful now, and rich.

"Are we going to keep talking or are you going to show me what you've got?" I said seductively. Without hesitation, Edward leaned into me for a kiss. I welcomed his advances, sinking my hands into his wonderful hair. His scent smelled the same, but was also enveloped in a more enticing expensive male cologne.

Edward pulled away from the kiss.

"Have we met before?" he asked. His tone changed, becoming serious and interrogative. His facial expression changed too, wearing a look of confusion and a sudden familiarity that he had kissed me before.

"What do you mean?" I said to him, immediately getting to the conclusion that he might take off the mask on my face. He stood up too, placing his hands in his pockets.

"Tell me your real name. Now," Edward demanded. His tone was becoming more serious. For a moment, I became scared.

"My clients know me as Lady Red Mister." I tried to keep it cool, my heart was racing with fear.

"Take your mask off for me darling." He tried a different approach, towering over me with his height and bending down to plant soft kisses on my boobs.

"Clients have to pay extra for that," I said to him, softening up at the feeling of his lips on my nipples. He had taken one out of my bra. This man. He was so tempting.

He pulled away and brought his gaze back to my masked face.

"I'll pay you 10,000 dollars extra just to see that beautiful face. Now please. Take it off."

10k just to see my face? Edward had become so rich over the years. It felt almost too good to be true. I really need this money. Once I gather enough, I'll be able to have my own empire. My law firm and fashion industry. Then I'll never have to work at this strip club again. In the dimness of the room light, I took a deep breath, fighting all odds in my mind as I unloosened my mask from my face. Taking it off as it fell to the floor.

Edward's eyes widened in complete shock and disbelief.

"Vanessa Coleman? "Is it really you?" He moved back, slumping on the bed as he sat upright.

I reached for the main light in the room and I turned it on. The previously dim room is now fully illuminated.

"Surprise!" I said dryly, approaching him as I sat down on the bed in unison with him.

"I can't believe it's you." He turned to face me, throwing his arms around me for a hug. I hugged him back. My eyes started to tear up a bit. Lord knows I've missed him too.

"How have you been, Nessa? "Where did you go all this time?" He pulled away from the hug, letting his hands remain on my shoulders.

"I've been simply, surviving. Look at you! You're successful! And a billionaire!" I smiled, thinking of so many things that could go wrong from his discovery about me.

"How did you know about me being a billionaire?" His mood changed, almost like he wasn't happy with the fact that I called him that. He took his hands off my shoulders.

"Do you even know who you are? There is so much gossip and news about you, Edward. "You're not hard to miss," I replied, scanning the room for my jacket, so I could wrap it around me. I felt embarrassed.

"Nessa." he called.

"Yes?"

"Why are you stripping? You graduated at the top of your class. You shouldn't even be here. I c-"

"I need the money, Edward. It's quick money. And relax. "I just started working here a month ago." I cut him off. I wasn't ready for his speech. A billionaire like him wouldn't understand how it felt to lack money.

"But you could have reached out to me, Nessa." He took my hand, pulling me closer. I resisted him. My eyes are tearing up. Old unhealed wounds resurfaced.

"We broke up Edward. And you cheated on me, remember? Years after college I tried to reach out to you, but I never got through. Our circle isn't the same anymore. Did you even try to contact me?"

"I did." He whispered, sounding a little guilty and sad.

"Well you didn't try hard enough." I broke down into tears completely. Edward threw his arms around me and we hugged. No one knows how rough life has been for me these past 5 years.

Edward and I spent the night catching up on the lives we had lived apart. Talking with him reminded me of how much I missed us together. Even though he had his bad side, the good parts of him were magnificent. When morning came, he offered to drop me off by my house with his 2 bodyguards positioned in the car. The front door opened, and my son came running out after sighting Edward and me from the window.

Shit. Why did he come out?

"Mommy!" He yelled in excitement, throwing his arms around me. I bent down to embrace him. I glanced at Edward and I could sense his eyes had turned cold and dark. I know he wants to say something.

"Hey little buddy, what's your name?" Edward asked, gesturing his hand at my boy for a handshake.

"Liam." He responded, shaking Edward as he smiled at him. It's almost like Edward was trying to be sure of what he wanted to say before he uttered it. But even a fool would know that Liam was his son from just staring at the two of them.

"Honey, why don't you go inside and wait for me?" Liam obliged and ran back excitedly.

"VANESSA!" Edward said hoarsely, causing my bones to jolt from within me in fear.

"Edward, please let me—"

"Did we have a son together?" He cut me off. He looked angry and hurt. This is not how I wanted him to find out.

"Edward, I know you're upset, but please listen."

"Yes or no Vanessa? "Don't make me repeat myself." He commanded. A teardrop rolled down my cheeks.

"Yes." I replied, not knowing what would come next.

"Then you leave me with no choice." Edward turned away from me, heading for my front door.

Was he about to do what I was thinking?