Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 411

Chapter 411: Almost poisoned

Grey’s gaze searched around for Dominic but he was nowhere to be found. He didn't know if he was lost among the crowds or if he just wasn't in the club anymore.

“Focus, friend. This show is mainly for you,” a voice whispered into his ears.

Grey looked back to the stage. He was right anyways, they were doing it mainly for him. But he was just surprised that Dominic wasn't near him. Wasn't they supposed to put them together?

Then he remembered that Dominic wasn't even able to tell the people if he was new or not. So, they just thought Grey came alone. Perhaps, this was how it has always happened with the other men that Alfred had sent over too.

The lady on stage had a seductive smile on her face as she swung her body around the pole.

Grey decided to relax and watched the drama unfold.

"Here! A bottle of Barolo! For our guest! It's a long way from Seattle!" A voice announced and everyone laughed.

Grey stared down at the bottle of Barolo for a moment before he took the cup still filled with the wine that the barman had given him.

Just as he lifted it to his mouth, he stopped and looked at the colour of the wine which was light blue.

Actually, it wasn't his first time drinking Barolo wine. Grey's father had a lot of wines when he was still alive, ranging from Italian to whichever. Since he was a mafia lord, he took preference in wines, instead of drugs. And he was current.

There were days when Grey would steal a bottle of these wines from the bar. He wouldn't notice because he had a lot of them. The only thing he did was to keep them under lock but with Charles around, they were very mischievous and would either steal the keys or bribe the maids.

Truly, Barolo wine has different colours ranging from red to white but there was no Barolo wine with blue colour. It meant that something had been added to his drink. Could it be when he was being pulled towards the stage?

Grey slowly placed the cup on the table and his tongue flickered over his lower lips as if he had just drank a little of the wine.

"She's hot, isn't she?" Someone said suddenly.

Grey turned to the man with a nice smile. "She is, I agree. I only want her up close. Like this close," he stretched out as he described what he wanted, in the process knocking down the cup of wine. The cup splashed and its content scattered on the floor.

"May I have a new cup?"

He wasn't done when a cup was stretched out for him.

Grey took it with a smile and poured a little of the Barolo wine into it. The colour was still blue. Indeed, someone has messed with the bottle of wine. Were they going to drug him?

Suddenly, the pole dancer walked towards Grey, with a seductive smile. She stopped a few inches from him, though her eyes were still on him as she continued to swing her body in a different direction. She stopped suddenly and advanced slowly.

"She seems to like you," a voice said suddenly. Grey didn't take his eyes off her one bit as she got even nearer.

The men moved back a bit as if to give them space.

The pole dancer regarded Grey for a moment before she slipped her legs down so that she would be able to sit at the edge of the stage while still only a few hairbreadths away from Grey. She moved her waist slowly, as she ran her tongue over her lips in a seductive way. She jerked forward suddenly, nearly kissing him but she was able to stop in time.

" You look handsome."

The crowd jubilated, even though they had no idea what the pole dancer had said..

Grey didn't say anything to her. So, the pole dancer sat on his lap and gave him a lap dance.

"What are you doing? I didn't ask for a dance."

She smiled and turned around. She stood and went around him slowly while her other hand stroked his chest in slow motion. Suddenly, her mouth was so close to his ears. "You are so dead," she whispered.

Grey clenched his teeth and held her hand just as she was about to remove it.

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Grey pulled her back, forcing her to sit on his lap again but this time, he could see half of her face.

"What do you mean?" He muttered thickly and lowly.

The pole dancer smiled and turned into him very well by slipping her left leg over his lap so that she would be sitting and facing him.

"Where's your phone?" She whispered back as she continued to rock her body to the music. She would deliberately move too close to his face so that no one would notice anything.

Grey regarded her for a moment before his left hand searched his pocket only to realise that his phone was missing. When did he drop it? Could it be when the other man was leading him through the crowd? Exactly, it would have been easy for anyone to slip the phone out of his pocket at that time.

Thank goodness he left Hercules's phone in the plane or whoever took the phone would know who he was immediately. Though, that wasn't a bad idea actually but he was alone and without any of his entourages. That might be used against him.

"Do you know who owns that ass you just touched?" She smiled. " Maximo doesn't take nonsense with anyone that messes with me. n.o.v.e.l.e.b.o.o.k I only need to shout now and you will be doomed," she threatened. Grey calculative head was running. The pole dancer in front of him was Maximo's mistress.

Though, it was a bit funny.

"Then you must know what they put in my drink."

The pole dancer looked him in the eyes for a moment. "Drugs. How did you know? Most people don't. I thought you were new here?"

The surprise mirrored her face briefly. She made to stand but Grey pressed her waist down with a strength that she shook. "You must not cherish your life," She nearly scream, now offended by Grey's action.

Grey made a little smile. "I'm dead in Jacksonville already," his voice was rough as he slowly brought out a short knife from his pocket and nudged her with it. "Unbutton my shirt or I will stab you with this. You can decide to scream your lung out and have me taken but you wouldn't escape it either," he warned.

Though, it was a bit funny.