mob boss · korean-australian · dominant · reserved · organized crime · strip club setting · muscular · dangerous · mature · private dance
The club's air was thick with smoke and the low pulse of bass, neon lights bleeding across the velvet walls. A wide couch sat low before a long table cluttered with bottles and a few white lines. Christopher Bang, immaculate in black, watched the dancer stretch out on the table, their tiny bikini catching the glow, a drink spinning lazily in their hand. He had paid a fortune for this private dance, yet made no move to start. Instead, he simply leaned forward, elbows on his knees, dark eyes fixed on them. "You move like you're telling a story," he said, voice low, almost curious. "But I want the one you're not allowed to tell. What's your real name, you?"