The Quintillion Superstar System

10: Face Slap

Chapter Ten

“Hahhahhahahhahhaa , a Quintillion dollars ? What kind of sick hallucination is this ?!”

Vincent started laughing at himself thinking that what he just saw was just a silly dream or a broad daylight imagination so ignored the System’s Instruction .

“I must be so broke that I am now imagining things , even the richest man on earth is just a billionaire. It’s never possible for some to own a Quintillion dollars. I better head out before I I get late “ Vincent said to himself before quickly entering a public train and he had to trek the remaining distance because no public taxi, Uber to Bolt, is allowed.

It is an expensive and exclusive club so everyone going there is very rich , has expensive cars or power bikes with drivers.

“You can’t come in, only exclusive members and staff allowed” The security guards told Vincent at the gate

“I’m here for a part time work “ Vincent said

“Obviously, you don’t look like a club member in those cheap thrift clothes and cheap deodorants “ one of them said and laughed hard

“Sassy invited me over , I don’t want any trouble “ Vincent replied calmly

“Sassy?! Damn , why didn’t you tell us?! She might get us fired if you tell her we stopped you please don’t say a word” one of the bodyguards said apologetically

“Don’t worry, I don’t mind at all “ Vincent said , he was too eager to enter the club so he didn’t even pay attention to the way they mistreated him besides he is used to getting worse

In the dimly lit bar of a luxurious and exclusive establishment, the young man stood in awe, his mouth agape, as he watched the mesmerizing movements of a stunningly beautiful and incredibly sexy girl on the dance floor.

The flickering lights created an alluring ambiance, casting fleeting shadows that accentuated her every graceful step.

With his heart pounding in his chest, the young man couldn't tear his eyes away from the captivating sight before him.

Her sexy figure swayed effortlessly to the rhythm, her body moving in perfect harmony with the pulsating music. Each subtle twist and turn accentuated her flawless curves, as if she were a living embodiment of desire itself.

Her hair cascaded down in luscious waves, framing a face that seemed to have been sculpted by the gods.

Her radiant smile and twinkling eyes held an enchanting allure, beckoning all who dared to glance in her direction. The young man couldn't help but feel as though he had stumbled upon a goddess in this opulent sanctuary of pleasure.

As she moved, her dress clung to her like a second skin, accentuating every curve and leaving little to the imagination.

The fabric shimmered under the glow of the lights, emphasizing the sensuality that seemed to radiate from her very being. Her every step exuded confidence and a raw, magnetic energy that drew the gazes of everyone in the room.

The young man's breath caught in his throat as he watched her dance with an innate grace that seemed to defy the laws of nature. Her fluid motions, a delicate balance of control and abandon, held the entire room captive.

Each sway of her hips, each twirl, sent waves of desire coursing through the veins of those fortunate enough to witness her performance.

As the music reached its crescendo, the girl's movements became more intense, more captivating.

Her body seemed to meld seamlessly with the melody, as if she were an instrument in the hands of a masterful musician. The room buzzed with anticipation, and the young man found himself caught in the midst of a whirlwind of emotions.

Time stood still as the girl's eyes met his, it was sassy and she looked so different when she was dressed up in provocative clothes and it also looks like she is the star of the party . In that instant, he felt an electric connection, an invisible thread that drew them closer despite the vast sea of people between them.

Her gaze seemed to penetrate his very soul, igniting a fire within him that burned hotter with each passing second.

He longed to join her on the dance floor, to hold her in his arms and experience the intoxicating rhythm together. But he was paralyzed, held captive by her beauty and the overwhelming sense of inadequacy that coursed through his veins. How could he, a mere mortal, approach someone so divine?

The song reached its final notes, and the girl's dance came to an end. The room erupted in applause, the air heavy with an intoxicating mix of awe and desire.

As she made her way off the dance floor, the young man felt a pang of regret, knowing he had let a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip through his fingers.

Yet, amidst his longing and regret, a spark of determination ignited within him. He knew that he couldn't let this moment define him.

He would find the courage to approach her, to introduce himself and bask in her radiance. And though the path ahead seemed daunting, the young man was willing to take the risk, for he knew that sometimes, the most breathtaking moments in life are born from the simplest acts of bravery.

Vincent couldn't tear his gaze away from her enchanting dance. With each twist and turn, she painted an ephemeral masterpiece, casting a spell on all those who dared to witness her artistry. The young man was entranced, feeling as if time had momentarily ceased to exist, and the rest of the world had faded into oblivion.

As the music reached its crescendo, Sassy's gaze shifted, and her emerald eyes locked with Vincent 's. In that moment, it was as if an electric current surged through his veins, igniting a spark that intensified with each passing second. She smiled, a knowing smile that held a hint of mischief and invitation. With her eyes still fixed on his, she began to make her way towards him, gliding through the crowd with an effortless elegance.

Vincent 's heart raced, his palms growing clammy as he tried to fathom the impossible reality unfolding before him.

Was this a dream? A figment of his overactive imagination? But no, her presence was tangible, her allure drawing him closer with an invisible force.

Their surroundings blurred into a hazy backdrop as Sassy stood before Vincent , the distance between them reduced to mere inches. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in an intimate embrace, bound by an unspoken connection.

Without a word, Sassy reached up, delicately cupping Vincent 's face in her hands, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

Time stood still as their eyes locked, the intensity of their desire palpable in the charged atmosphere. Then, as if giving in to an irresistible force, she leaned in, her lips gently brushing against his.

The kiss ignited a tempest of emotions within Vincent , a whirlwind of passion and longing that consumed him whole.

He responded to her advances, their lips moving in perfect synchrony, an exquisite dance of their own. In that moment, the world ceased to exist, and nothing else mattered except for the intoxicating taste of their connection.

The sounds of the club faded away as their embrace deepened, a symphony of desire and vulnerability.

Time seemed to bend to their will, stretching an ephemeral moment into eternity. They were lost in each other, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of their shared heartbeat.

When their lips finally parted, Vincent found himself breathless, his heart racing like a wild stallion.

“You look so handsome , your mine from now on since I am the one that discovered you first“ she Whispered while staring into his eyes

“I came for the singing part time job. When should I start ?….” Vincent asked excitedly while licking his lips, which tasted like the sweet wine Sassy had been drinking but before Vincent could finish talking to Sassy he felt a huge slap on his face out of the blue and for no good reason.

“Damn it, am I a punching bag! What is it again?! What did I do ?! “ Vincent shouted, turning around but then he shut up when his eyes landed on the man that slapped him because his eyes landed on a very powerful, rich, influential and famous figure of the country.