In a strip club so exclusive that only the extremely rich could afford, a lot occured at the same time as the waiters struggled to get the job done and receive more tips and the strippers tried their very best to outdo each other in hopes that a certain billionaire by the name Jackson RODRIGUEZ would notice them and maybe be given the honors to grace his bed for the night or maybe even become a mistress.

The girls couldn't be blamed at all because despite the deadly rumors that surrounded Jackson one could not deny the fact that he was drop dead gorgeous and without a doubt one of Gods finest creations, with a pair of piercing gray eyes ,and chiseled jawline that could cut through paper. He sat quietly at the back with a few business allies and his right hand man Blake.

"Hey boys" a beautiful Latina with barely any clothing said as she tried as much as possible to appear bold and seductive in front of the most deadly yet handsome man in the country ignoring the three older looking men who kept on looking at her with obvious lust.

upon seeing that her that her attempt to grab his attention failed her face suddenly turned red when she could not get the attention of the man she so desperately desired and dreamt of,not because of love but because it meant that she would never have to dance again to raise money for her brothers treatment

To save her from further embarrassments Jacksons second in command Blake smiled and replied "hey beautiful, how can we help you"'

The stripper smiled and saw this as an opportunity to get his attention.

" My name is Camila and I was wondering if anyone would like a lap dance the stripper said while giving Jackson a lustful look basically begging him to take her on the offer of a lap dance

Jackson barely even noticing the presence of the stripper because he really did not care much for women in general and it made sense since he had been diagnosed with gynophobia which was a fear of women .

His therapist had tried for the longest time to cure him with different methods he knew all to no avail .

After constantly being sexually harassed and threatened by two caretakers hired by his single mom who was to busy with work and trying to find a suitable step dad and had no time for him

This ungodly act continued for two years and finally came to an end when he turned fourteen after the caretakers were caught forcing themselves on him

After such an experience one would think his mom would be remorseful for being a terrible parent but no she shipped him off to boarding school and got married to his brand new dad at the drop of a hat .

He couldn't tell if the phobia was as a result of his "loving ' mother or the abuse from the so called care takers

It took everything thing in him not react to the cheap perfume she had on but he had to be here in order to secure a deal and it would look ridiculous if the most dangerous man in the country was afraid of a woman who had no reputation or financial backing

So without thinking twice he finally raised his head from his phone and looked at the stripper with disdain and resentment and finally uttered the word" get out before you loose your legs.

The stripper immediately lost all her courage and bravery ,apologized and walked away, leaving the men alone .

Blake knowing fully well about his bosses illness watched quietly and soon burst out in laughter but immediately came to his senses when he received a cold glare from Jackson that sent chills to his spine reminding him of what his capable of doing , and decided it would be smart to get back to business and stop the Tomfoolery.

"You had a business proposal for us" Blake said in order to clear the awkward and tense atmosphere.

"Yes we do and it involves an assassination" one out the three men finally stated with a freaky smile on his face

since Jackson was part of the mafia he was not shocked to hear the proposal but he personally felt that as the head of the mafia it was an insult to give him the job of a thug with no money.

"You want someone killed? ,Blake asked knowing that we usually don't handle jobs like this as it was usually a one man Job

Why? ,Blake asked a little bit perplexed by the proposal.

" Well you see the girl we want dead is a big threat to our position as board members and could ruin our plans to take over two companies.

Before anyone could object or agree a file was pulled out from the briefcase and a picture of a young girl slipped out , immediately Jackson picked it and was fascinated by the beauty they were asking him to kill.

for the first in sixteen years he felt something he couldn't fathom or explain he knew it was not love but some sort of attraction to her .

He studied the picture carefully and made sure to remain expressionless and aloof so as not to cause suspicions from the men who were seated before him

After he was done observing her features he simply asked "your sure she is the one you want dead?"

and they all chorused "yes".

" okay then, how much are you willing to pay ? " he said with a smirk on his face .

" we have a million dollars " one of them proposed

only to be frightened by the abrupt laughter of the man who was far from normal.

"so you called me hear to offer me the job of a thug and pay peanuts"he said while giving them a scornful look.

out of anger which could not be explained by even himself ,Jackson said"kneel down"

"what" they asked confused at the sudden command

"if you would like to continue living kneel before I loose my patience" he said with a very low and cold tone

As the three men went on their knees trembling at the thought of being tortured by the man who was far from humane in any possible way.

"Blake tie them up and take them to the cell , they deserve to be punished for wasting my time and energy ".

"yes sir". Blake said and signalled his colleagues who were bodyguards in disguise to help him put the already quivering three men i who knew better than to struggle and cause a scene because it would certainly end their lives in the van and drove off to Jackson personal dungeon.

for some reason he could not get the young lady out of his head .Her curly brown hair and pitch black eyes seemed to continuously tease him even after a whole week he couldn't get the teenage looking girl out of his head, for sure he was not a pedophile that he was sure of but why couldn't he remove her and her obvious innocence out of his mind.

"I need to see her " he taught to himself only to be interrupted by his right hand man Blake.

"sir" Blake Said for the umpteenth time with a hint of frustration in his tone .

As he snapped back to reality he was greeted by confused board members who were smart enough to know not show their frustrations as he could end their carrear with just a simple phone call.

"meeting adjourned" he said as he stood up from my seat and left the board room without missing the look of awe and irritation from Blake and the board members.

"Blake I need you to find the girl that was assigned to us to be assassinated and report in the next hour"

I wanted to know all there is to know about her meanwhile book an appointment with my therapist doctor Gregory for this afternoon

...At Gregory office...

I walked into office with a subtle smile and sat down and greeted him as usual .

Gregory was in his early sixties,he had a head full of hair and had some grey strands of hair too.

He became my therapist and confidant after I was kicked out my mom's house and disowned simply because her husband didn't like me or maybe it was because I broke his nose I really wasn't sure

"Good morning "

"Good morning Jackson how have you been"

"I am ok but there is something that has been on my mind lately"

"what is it?"

"it's a girl I can't stop thinking of her"

" Gregory an elderly man who refused to retire until I am cured smiled after hearing my response to the question and readjusted his glasses in order to read my file carefully"

"That means you can get better Jackson"

he said while sounding rather hopefully about the idea of me getting better but after years of trying I am almost at the point of giving up and I am slowly accepting that the phobia will get the best of me.

"Are sure about this?"

"of course it's the second time you admitted to having a likeness to a woman after kira .

'"you promised you would never bring kira up again"

"I am sorry it slipped by mistake'"

" it's okay Greg so what do you think I should do "

" Get to know her ,since the phobia is not being triggered by her "

" maybe if you can build a bond or a relationship with her of some sort even if it is just friendship and get comfortable with her your phobia might be cured permanently.