His Stripper, Their Obsession

snake sli

are inch of the club bore his mark. From the gold-accented poles to the red velvet curtains, the dim gold

a predator in his own right, dressed like kings in tailored black-on-b

them like a sl

this house! There's so

h the speakers, nearly drowning out the sinful moans a

ub was

eir breasts jiggling as they bounced, twerked, and grinded against the steel. The lights flickered in sync with the beat, and money

trippers turned to watch the men enter-l

ks-spotted Adriano and rushed over. His name was Bradley Knox, the manager of The

y greeted, offering Adriano

the handshake smo

dley nodded t

him up wit

letting girls rob th

s, offering a slick smirk.

, laughing. "What can

in the plush seat.

for me,"

." Marco smirked, eyes alr

r," Enzo said, casually li

dley replied be

ering micro bikini with chains dangling at the hips, her braids long and sleek, her skin a

it weighed nothing, her hi

she walked past. "

moment she placed the tray on the table and

men. I believe I'v

he generously," Lu

Adriano. "Anyone catching your eye, bo

drink, brows furrowing sli

when he

r the lights. As she danced on stage, a man reached out to grope her ass-and she slapped his hand away

ips curled

asked, nodding to

h. That's Diamond. Brand new.

ping it between her thighs and arching her back as s

over," Ad

away,

ch her, Enzo leaned in. "

client," Luca said.

radley returned, Diamo

reaks. Hazel eyes that gleamed like whiskey. Lips glossy and full. H

front of them

ed the manager, eyeing Adrian

. "That's your

ed fully to face Adriano and scanned him

t, 60-something-year-old sugar daddy

low laugh. "I'm

ed her nose. "I

a slammed a hand on the table and h

ey warned with a

miled sweetly. "Whe

ds Adriano, sat on his lap and leaned in u

widened. "

tle, sipping his whisk

nt-jasmine, vanilla, and danger-wrapp

whispered. "Diamond Fon

plied-his voice

nd sm

t Bradley. "Get a private room ready.

, his eyes wid

es la

t across from a pole in the center. In the corner, a king-sized

yed a slow, sultry song over the Bluetooth speaker. Something

gs flexing, her every movement dripping with erotic grace. Adriano's mouth went dry. His

bed onto his lap, her hips grinding against

nst his erection. Adriano's hands r

ano dove into them, kissing, licking, sucking. Diam

ver his cock as it strained against his pants. His han

you," he murmure

tly. "The manager told me

eyes. "I'm you

hen you'll have to pay up. Because

re here,"

hat a girl's gotta d

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head, tapping her

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