Chapter 4 Delilah wasted no time . She moved slowly , circling Marco as if she were stalking a prey . The music playing softly in the background set the rhythm , but it was her own confidence that controlled the dance . Her hips swayed , her body moved fluidly , each motion designed to captivate . She leaned in , letting her hands gently graze his shoulders before pulling back just enough to tease . Marco watched her every move , mesmerized by the confidence in her technique . She was unlike any dancer he had encountered before - there was no hesitation , no doubt . She knew exactly what she was doing . Delilah didn't need to rush . She took her time , letting the anticipation build , as her fingers traced along his chest and then drifted away , always keeping a careful distance . Her lap dance was flawless , a combination of smooth , sensual movements and calculated control . She bent forward , her chest grazing his face as her hands trailed down his arms , then smoothly straddled his lap without missing a beat . * 0 · 00 % 13.010 Chapter 4 Her body rocked gently against him , her breath steady , and her movements perfectly timed with the pulse of the music . The air between them crackled with passion . W 2018 Machers He leaned back slightly , his eyes following her every motion , his hands itching to touch her , but knowing better than to disrupt the performance . There was a silent understanding between them - this was her show , and he was merely the spectator . Delilah let her hips move against him smoothly , her body arching as her hands slid down her own sides , teasing but never giving too much . Her masked face remained mysterious , but her confidence told Marco everything he needed to know - this woman was sexy . As the lap dance continued , Delilah's moves grew bolder , her body pressing closer to his in slow , tantalizing rhythms . She expertly shifted her weight , leaning in just enough to feel the heat between them but never breaking the boundary she had silently established . She spun around , her back now against his chest as she moved , arching her spine as her hands ran through her own hair , enhancing the allure of the dance . Marco's breath hitched , but he kept his composure , watching as she 16 82 % 13 01 Chapter 4 continued to move with a confidence that commanded the room . 285 Vouchers Afterwards , Delilah finished with a final , teasing swirl of her hips before standing up , leaving Marco still in his chair , his gaze following her every step . Without a word , she gave a small nod , signaling that the dance was over . She walked to the door , her heart steady , intending to leave the room . But just as her fingers brushed the door handle , she felt a sudden , firm grip on her wrist . In one swift motion , Marco yanked her backward , pulling her toward him . The force of the movement was strong , almost calculated . Delilah stumbled slightly , but she quickly regained her balance , her eyes narrowing behind the mask as she was brought face to face with Marco once more . There was no fear in her - only surprise , mixed with irritation . No one had ever dared to touch her without her permission . Marco's dark eyes gleamed with something dangerous , something intrigued , as his hand reached up slowly . With a deliberate , almost teasing slowness , his fingers touched the edge of her mask , tracing the delicate material . 36.10 % 130177 Chapter 4 His other hand still held her wrist , keeping her close . He leaned in slightly , his breath warm against her skin . 298 / Seis Delilah's heart raced , but she remained composed . She had been in worse situations than this . Still , she felt the heat of the moment , the tension between them intensifying . She met his gaze with a steady glare , daring him to continue Then , with a single , fluid motion , Marco slipped the mask from her face . For the first time that night , Delilah's identity was exposed . Her face , usually hidden , was now revealed to him . Her piercing eyes , high cheekbones , and full lips were framed by a cascade of auburn hair that tumbled down her shoulders . Marco's breath hitched for a moment as he took her in , his grip on her wrist loosening but not letting go . His expression shifted , as if he hadn't expected the woman behind the mask to be quite this captivating . Delilah remained silent , her face now unreadable . She wasn't the type to be easily rattled , but she couldn't deny the ripple of something unfamiliar coursing through her . 54.32 % 13.02 Chapter 4 1280 Vouchera Marco leaned closer , his voice low , his lips curving into a smirk . " I don't know who you are , " he said softly , his eyes never leaving hers , " but I have a feeling we'll be seeing each other again . " Delilah raised an eyebrow , her lips twitching with a hint of a smile - one that didn't quite reach her eyes . Without a word , she yanked her wrist free from his hold , stepping back with her usual confidence . She didn't need to respond to his comment . She had made it clear that she was not interested in seeing him again . She turned , walking toward the door again , her heart still steady . This time , Marco didn't stop her . He simply watched as she exited the room , the door closing softly behind her . His gaze lingered on the door for a moment , before a dangerous glint flashed across his eyes . " Gino , " Marco called out , his voice cutting through the silence . The door opened almost immediately , and Gino stepped inside , his imposing frame filling the doorway . He looked at Marco , waiting for instructions . " I want to know everything about that dancer . " Marco's tone was sharp , leaving no room for doubt . " Who she's , where she's from - everything . " 71.88 % 13.02 Chapter 4 Gino nodded , his expression unreadable . " Understood . " 129H ( V Without another word , Gino turned and exited the room , closing the door quietly behind him . A Marco leaned back in his chair , the smirk on his face growing wider . His hand drifted to his crotch , fingers brushing against the fabric of his pants , where a noticeable bulge had formed . Then , a wave of satisfaction rolled through him . " She'll be mine , " he muttered to himself , his eyes narrowing with intent . She wasn't just any ordinary dancer , and he would claim her , body , and soul . 91.08 %