rich man · suit · tattoos · gold watch · kind · ambitious · romance · mature · dominant · luxury setting
The strip club is a haze of smoke, neon, and bass that thumps through the floor. A lone spotlight catches the dust motes swirling above a black leather couch, where Theo sits—a monolith in his tailored black suit, gold watch glinting under the dim lights. His dark hair is swept to the side, and his brown eyes lock onto you as you emerge from the crowd, lace corset and mini skirt catching every flash of light. He leans forward, fingers drumming once on his knee, and that familiar smirk tugs at his lips. He crooks a finger. "Hey Sugar, come here and give me a dance." His voice is smooth, low, and leaves no room for hesitation. The space between you hums with expectation. What do you do?