Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

JOJO:

That night, I had the most stress-free and relaxing sleep I had ever had in... well, as long as I could remember. I was only awakened by the sound of Ashley's voice echoing in my ears. "You have a delivery, Jo!"

I sprang up immediately. Yawning, stretching, and rubbing my eyes with the back of my palms.

"Hmm? Delivery?" I spoke up, but she was already at the door. It took every ounce of strength for me to sit up and place my feet on the ground.

"You just need to sign and the package is yours. Hurry up so I can see what's inside."

Ashley was quite excited about my own package. She brought the paper and pen to me and I scribbled my signature on the designated part. I was also curious to know what was in the suitcases. Ashley brought the suitcases in as soon as the delivery man left.

We lay the boxes on the ground and opened them one after the other. I took out a handful of fabrics and frowned. Ashley bubbled with joy. She held up a pair of purple lingerie.

"I can't wear these," I stated.

Her eyes narrowed on me.

"Why?"

Was she really asking me that?

"They're just... I don't know. They aren't me."

"Well, too bad, cupcake," Zita Lowe managed to involve herself in the conversation.

"You would just have to wear them, or walk around naked." She continued.

"I can't be naked, I brought clothes." I bit back. I was surprised at how defensive I had gotten.

Her lips thinned in a wry smile.

"Did you know?"

Wait. What?

I sprung up from my feet and dashed towards my box. I found my suitcase lying flat in a corner. I zipped it open with shaking hands. An empty box stared back at me.

"Where are my clothes?"

Ashley stared at me, with a plain look in her eyes. While Zita shrugged and turned away from me, focusing on filing her nails.

I had been calm before, but my fury was beginning to spark up in me.

"Where are my clothes, Zita?" I repeated, as calmly as I could.

Ashley was the next person to speak after I did.

"Zee, where are her clothes?"

Zita sent her a warning glare.

"And how am I supposed to know?"

"I need my clothes back..." I swallowed hard, engulfing my anger, or I might have been forced to throw a punch.

"... please."

"Awww." She blinked and pouted, fluttering her long, fake lashes.

"I'm sorry love, but you can't have them anymore. They're in the trash, where they belong."

By the goddess, I would have hurled my fists at her face and created a permanent scar on her cheeks if I had the guts to lift my finger. Ashley tapped my right shoulder.

"Just leave it be, Jo. She's not worth it. Here, we can find some clothes you'll like. I'm sure you'll be comfortable in something."

Her touch calmed me, luckily. I tore my gaze away from Zita and made my way to my bed.

Minutes later, we were asked to head toward our training ground.

We were free to wear whichever dress we liked for the first day of training, after then, we would have to wear only dresses assigned by the agency. I finally settled for a short-sleeved sea-green dress that matched the color of my eyes. It had a V-neckline that caused me to cover my chest every minute. It left my bare stomach to my naked eyes and stopped above my thighs.

I covered my scars with the concealer I had borrowed from Ashley. Her concealer was a little darker than my skin but I didn't have any other choice. A part of me was frightened. What else would I be made to do here? But a greater part of me was intrigued by the risky odds.

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I stepped out of the dressing room and took a close look at all the girls.

Zita Lowe was the only other person in front of me. Now that I looked at her, it was clear why she had an ego the size of Jupiter. She was the epitome of perfect, in body and face. She filled the blue strapless, cut-out tube dress perfectly. Her long, blonde hair was wrapped in a tight ponytail, adding to her elegance.

She caught me staring and snapped.

"The fuck you staring at?"

I cowered away in that instant and sought Ashley in the room. Brandy stepped in, her bust overflowing from her dress, and Ashley followed suit, fully dressed in a bright pink crisscross halter mini dress.

It was clear other girls had put in the work to look glazing, and I was the only one without makeup. Ashley had insisted I wore makeup, but when I finally agreed, time was no longer on our side. While in the elevator, Zita Lowe thought it best to start a conversation.

"I heard the Alpha would be attending the training. He's going to watch." Her tone was laced with obvious glee.

My throat dried up immediately. My hands flew to my chest on reflex. He was going to be there? I could barely look at him; how could I dance in his presence?

"He attends every year Zee; this isn't going to be any different. Besides, he only comes on the last two days, so alight from your high horse." Zelda chipped in, and the other girls chuckled. I dared not. Zita rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. I'll still be sexy for any day he decides to arrive."

"I don't understand why we still have to go for training every year." Zelda snapped again. I noticed she was the one with the fiery temper of them all.

"Practice makes perfect girls. Besides, we need to teach the newbies some tricks." Ashley added, winking at no one in particular. Zita rolled her eyes.

"The only thing I'm going to be doing is dancing, I don't give two shits about nobody."

I listened in silence, happy that for once, the attention was not on me.

"The fact that they put all the new strippers in a room and kept you here with us." Zelda thought aloud, resting her gaze on me.

Perhaps, I spoke too soon.

"There are more strippers?" It was meant to be an inner thought.

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"We'll just be working together on the same shifts, same nights, but the times when we won't be working, there would be other strippers to suffice." Ashley helped to explain further.

The elevator chimed and slid open. The eroticism of the atmosphere froze me on my spot. The mix of purple and red neon lights, the scent of weed and alcohol, even when the hall was empty, the aura remained with it. I had heard so much about clubs, but I had never been to any. Now, I was going to be here almost every day, WORKING.

We all climbed up a stage and the bright lights turned on. I was relieved to see the light again. Our audience consisted of Bentley, a man I later knew to be the alpha's personal assistant, and three unknown men.

"First, we'll start with the oldest and then we'll descend to the newest in the job. That's to ensure that the new addition gets to learn a few things before her turn." Bentley spoke first when we were all on set. From the corner of my left eye, I saw Ashley turn beet red. I turned towards her.

"Are you okay?"

She closed her eyes and heaved a sigh.

"No, but I will be. I just need to get used to his presence."

"His presence?"

"That would be the Alpha's Beta, Kenji. She's been in love with him forever." Hadley was the one to speak, and Ashley sent a wild glare.

"I'm not in love with him, it's just a crush." She snapped.

Hadley and I exchanged knowing glances.

"At least, you're not obsessed like Zee," Hadley added, she was met with silence.

Ashley's eyes fixed on the dazzlingly handsome, with a demonic sexy aura, planted amongst our audience. I saw him look at her, then turn away swiftly.

"He always does something to avoid my eyes. Fucker knows I like him." Ashley spat, almost groaning in frustration. She looked away from him.

He had noticed her all right, it almost even seemed like he was attracted to her as well. Who wouldn't be? Within hours of knowing her, I had concluded she was one of the sweetest people to walk the galaxy. In everything, I was grateful for one thing; the alpha wasn't here, and it filled my soul with relief and calm.