Aiden

I am leaning on the railing, with a double scotch on my hand and my eyes glued on the pretty thing on the dance floor. The DJ is playing some 90’s club music and she is swaying her hips from side, her hands in the air, clearly enjoying herself.

Lyra, that is her name and I have never encountered anyone who enjoys her job more than she does. I remember the first time I saw her. It was an unusual slow Friday night right here at Pyramid and I had been standing exactly where I am standing right now, observing the audience who looked just as bored as I was. I had warned Tristan to stop using his dick to think but then like always, he never listens, does whatever he wants, a true Bowker, but this one just happen to be a stupid one. He had wanted to get his dick wet and had given an emcee gig to this girl who clearly had no idea what is to be one and clearly thought all she had to do was shout and that had made us end up with the most tedious night known to any nightclub. 

I hated to make calls and have someone come in at the very last second but I was about to do that or were going to end up with an empty club.  And then I spotted some chick walking across the club, looking right straight at the stage and that made me stop on my tracks. The rhinestones on her crop top dazzled and sparkled making it so easy for me to trace her as she maneuvered through the crowd.  She held her head high as she bounced through the crowd, making her ass bounce too, heart shaped in her denim shorts and I could help myself but stare at it. 

‘What a fantastic ass,’ the hot blooded man in me had whispered to me before the gentleman left in me could stop the thought. 

She stepped on the stage and the bouncer didn’t even stop her. I would not have if I was him. With the confidence she carried around, she looked like she knew what she was doing and she was supposed to do it. 

Tristan’s girl looked at her probably having questions on what was going on. Heart shaped ass girl whispered to her and then took away the mic from her and then turned to the crowd. 

‘Good Evening Cape Towwwwwn,’ she had sing song through the loud music and loud screams came from the booth she had come from. 

‘Okay, Cape Town, it is your girl Lyra here and today it is my girl Tina who is over there’s biiirthdaaaaay,’ she said, a bit calmly now, not shouting as the DJ had lowered the music a bit and the screams got a louder. She put the mic in the air and danced for seconds before bringing the mic back close her mouth. 

‘So, since it is my girl’s birthday, I and my other girls decided to bring the party hereeee,’ she bounced on her heels and made some moves syncing to the DJ’s sound. She sounded and looked so effortless like she had done this over a hundred times before, like this was her everyday job. She pulled the crowd effortlessly and already the vibe in the club had already shifted. I could even feel the excitement and adrenaline from where I was standing. 

‘So, Cape Town, are you ready for some bad bitch party?’ she asked the screams and the whistles got so loud. 

‘Mr. DJ, give us some badass house and let them people groove the right Pyramid way,’ 

The sound shifted and some heavy house music came along and then she was dancing going down on the floor, clearly enjoying herself and within a few minutes, the floor was crowded. 

Just liked that, she had turned a dull, timid night into a mind blowing birthday party. The whole club had even sung Happy Birthday song to her girl Tina. 

Rowdy, our Pyramid manager, being the sensible guy, he is, he had approached, heart shaped ass girl, Lyra, she had said her name was and offered her a gig at the club and she was eager to take the offer. Turns out hosting and emceeing at clubs was actually her job and she has been turned down when she applied to be one here at The Pyramid.

It has been three months now and she had emceed a couple of events and she had never failed to pull in the crowd and she scored other gigs on our other clubs. I on the other hand have been a silent stalker. Stalking her in the shadow, making sure I was available whenever she had a gig at any of our clubs. Running into her on Sunday night had been a coincidence, one I am grateful had happened. I hate to think what could have happened if had not passed by and saw that piece of shit harass her. I would have gladly beaten the shit out of him till he took his last breath and then throw him into the river right across the city own my own but then there had been so many eyes. I had not done it that night, and haven’t done it yet, but I have the time to. Nobody mess up with my girl, though nobody knows that she is mine, right in my club and walk away with it.

‘Still pussying around,’ my brother, Rowel’s voice came from behind as he joined.

‘What?’  I asked and took a sip from my glass and I looked at him

He nodded towards the stage where Lyra was, saying something in the DJ’s ear.

‘Still haven’t mastered the guts to tap that?’

I thought I have been discreet about my interest in Lyra but apparently, I was wrong and I have to work on my discreet skills since it had not taken Rowel a long time to figure it.

‘I am a lion, I know when to attack,’ I told my brother and returned to watching my prey dancing on the dance floor now.

Just a little while, and I am going to attack.