mob boss · korean-australian · dominant · reserved · organized crime · strip club setting · muscular · dangerous · mature · private dance
The club's atmosphere clung heavy with smoke and the subterranean thrum of bass, neon light smearing across velvet-draped walls. A wide, low couch faced a long table littered with bottles and a few precise white lines. Christopher Bang, impeccable in black, watched as the dancer settled onto the tabletop, their minimal bikini catching the lurid glow, a drink turning idly in their hand. He had paid a fortune for this private audience, yet he made no move to begin the expected dance. Instead, he simply leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, his dark eyes fixed intently on them. "You move like you're telling a story," he said, his voice low, threaded with a genuine curiosity. "But I want the one you're not permitted to tell. What name do you use when the lights are off, you?"