Ch. 2: The Man in the Red Booth

Isaac jerked away from the man’s touch. He opened his mouth, closed it, then turned on his heel and bolted. Isaac didn’t even try to explain himself. He knew trouble when he saw it, and that man was a walking red flag. He quickly found Jubilee and pulled her aside.

“I broke a bottle of champagne,” Isaac blurted miserably.

“How expensive?”

“Two thousand.”

“Two thousand?!” Jubilee closed her eyes and pinched her temples. “Okay, it’s fine. Maybe if we collect enough money tonight–” She tossed her hands in the air. “Oh, who am I kidding? You can’t earn two grand dressed like that!”

Even at times like this, she found a way to diss him. Before Isaac could even muster a response, the music stopped, and the sound of bells cut through the air.

“Table eight!” someone shouted.

Jubilee’s eyes widened with hope. In a swift motion, she seized Isaac’s arm and shoved past the crowd, following the stream of strippers who were all heading in the same direction.

“What’s going on?” Isaac demanded.

Jubilee glanced over her shoulder with a wide grin.

“You’re going to earn back that two thousand dollars. When someone rings the bell and calls a number, a client wants a VIP room. All the strippers gather around their table so they can choose who they want to take with them.”

As they neared table eight, Isaac felt a glimmer of hope that maybe he could turn this night around. He might be a terrible stripper, but he could flirt and charm the client enough to earn a few hundred dollars.

But Isaac’s heart dropped when he saw the client who requested the VIP room. It was the man he had bumped into earlier. The man’s gaze swept over the line of eager strippers, his expression impassive. Isaac quickly ducked behind someone before he could see him.

“What do you think, Lucien?” One of the two men sitting in front of him inquired.

“Cheap and worthless.”

Isaac couldn’t tell if he was talking about the strippers or his drink.

“None you want to take to the VIP room?”

Without warning, Jubilee shoved Isaac forward, sending him stumbling out of line and onto his knees with a thud. The sudden shift in atmosphere silenced the room, and Isaac stiffened. He glanced back at Jubilee in shock and confusion.

“Two thousand,” she mouthed.

Isaac felt a pair of intense eyes bore into him. He looked up, meeting the gaze of the enigmatic man with mismatched eye colors. Cold. Unreadable. Condescending.

Lucien studied Isaac’s face, his eyes tracing the contours of his features with calculated precision. Isaac had a blend of Asian and Caucasian features that commanded attention. A charming beauty mark adorned the bottom corner of Isaac’s almond-shaped eye, adding to his charm. He possessed a striking jawline and masculine features, his physique both fit and tall, exuding a quiet strength without being overly bulky. The contrast between the frightened in his eyes and his strong build intrigued Lucien, stirring a desire to toy with him.

“I can do better than them,” Isaac stated, his voice barely above a whisper, intended only for Lucien’s ears.

Lucien’s lips curled into a sly smirk, staring at the submissive man kneeling in front of him.

“Better?” Lucien echoed.

“Take me to the VIP room, and I’ll show you.”

Isaac’s words were full of eagerness, but his eyes betrayed his fear. The other strippers would have been dying from impatience to get him in the VIP room–this one looked like he wanted to run away. To everyone’s surprise, Lucien stood up.

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“Then you best impress me.”

Isaac’s eyes widened but he followed Lucien into a private room away. Lucien settled onto the plush booth seating, uncorking a bottle of champagne nestled in an ice bucket. He poured two glasses, extending one towards Isaac.

“Drink.”

Isaac accepted it hesitantly.

“What’s your name?” Lucien inquired, his eyes locked on Isaac’s wet lips.

Isaac prepared to answer, but Lucien cut him off abruptly.

“Not your stage name.”

“Andrew,” he improvised.

Lucien grinned. It was definitely not Andrew.

“What’s yours?” Isaac quickly asked.

“I’m a regular here. You should know.”
4

Lucien poured Isaac another cup, filling it to the rim.
3

“That’s too much,” Isaac whispered.

“I didn’t ask.”
30

Isaac’s jaw tightened, but he took the cup and tilted his head back.he was going to need a few drinks if he wanted to survive the night.
1

“Are you going to give me what I paid for?”

“You haven’t paid me anything,” Isaac countered.

“State your price.”

“Two thousand.”

“Two thousand?” Lucien’s eyebrow quirked in amusement, and Isaac felt a pang of uncertainty. Is that too much? Should I have asked for less? I knew I shouldn’t have been so greedy.

“That’s it?” Lucien’s smirk widened. “You should aim higher, love.”
80

Isaac’s heart jumped, his cheeks coloring pink.

“You’ll have your money once you entertain me. Don’t make me regret choosing you, Andrew.”
18

Isaac sucked in his cheeks. He grabbed the remote control and turned on the music. His body moved to the beat, his hips moving the way Jubilee had taught him. Despite the slight awkwardness, the alcohol loosened him up, and he straddled Lucien’s lap. Isaac felt a pain in his right hamstring, but he tried to ignore it.
47

“No pole dancing?” Lucien mused.
10

“I like to get straight to the point.”
31

For a beginner, Isaac wasn’t bad. No, he was great. His lousy dancing rubbed Lucien in all the sinfully right places. His body was all muscle and inexperience and so damn hot. Isaac swayed his hips and raised the hem of his shirt, showing off his strong V line and probing abs, followed by a body roll. His abs tightened, and his chest looked hard and extra perky. But even in the dim light, Lucien could see Isaac blushing and could tell he hated every second of this. It was torture for Isaac, but oh, so glorious for Lucien. Lucien couldn’t resist and grabbed Isaac’s hips to pull him closer to where he wanted him.
28

Isaac attempted to shift some of his weight, but as he tried to stand up, a sharp jolt of pain shot through his right leg, forcing him to sit right on Lucien’s crotch. Isaac’s eyes widened in surprise when he felt something big.
89

“Scared?” Lucien asked, his voice low and raspier.
18

Isaac feigned confidence. “I’m just getting started.”
24

He increased the pressure of his grind against Lucien’s erection, feeling it respond eagerly. The intention was to tease Lucien, but the sensation sent a thrilling wave of pleasure coursing through Isaac’s body, tempting him to press even harder for his own enjoyment. Lucien’s hands edged closer to Isaac’s ass, but Isaac’s hot breath licked over Lucien’s ear and halted any further advances as he growled, “No touching.”
48

Lucien glared, but he removed his hands.
2

“Happy?”

“Not until I get my two thousand.”
13

Lucien tilted his head, looking at him with fond amusement. “You’re a whore for money.”
6

“Aren’t we all?”
51

“How much to get your shirt and pants off?” Lucien asked, his voice low and hoarse.
1

“You can’t afford me,” Isaac whispered, making Lucien chuckle.
8

“Baby boy, there’s nothing I can’t afford.”
93

Lucien grabbed the collar of Isaac’s shirt and ripped it open, and the buttons flew to the floor. He removed it to get a better view of Isaac. Isaac’s torso flowed with strength, but the contrast between his personality and body strangely made him more desirable. You’d expect someone frail and small to easily obey and break, but how good would it feel to hear someone strong beg and moan? Lucien touched Isaac’s bare chest, his rough fingers brushing over his pink and perky nipples. Isaac’s back arched, and he bit his lower lip from the tingling sensation ravaging his body, but he didn’t tell him to stop this time. He was more troubled by how he was willing to do this, almost yearning for Lucien to touch him.
51

“You like this, don’t you?” Lucien hummed. “You’re not even trying to hide it.”
6

“Shut up,” Isaac muttered, his voice strained and his eyes filled with desire.
2

Isaac’s breath was low and uneven. He hated how needy he sounded. Isaac attempted to take control of the situation, but Lucien swiftly countered, spinning him around and pushing him against the table.
5

“If you think you’re in control, think again,” Lucien chuckled darkly. “Hands against the table,” he ordered, his husky tone igniting a heavy throb of desire in Isaac’s core. When Isaac hesitated, Lucien’s lips brushed tantalizingly against his earlobe. “Hands on the. Fucking. Table.”
103

Isaac swallowed hard and did as he was told. Lucien’s eyes devoured Isaac’s strong shoulder blades and back.

“Arch your back,” Lucien commanded.
13

Isaac glanced over his shoulder in surprise, only to be met with Lucien’s intense gaze. “Did I say you can look at me?” His voice dripped with authority, leaving no room for disobedience.
15

Isaac knew he had just been told off, but he never felt so turned on.
2

“Four thousand. Bend over.”
59

Isaac leaned forward and arched his back, the fabric of his briefs stretching tightly with the movement. Lucien watched the bottom of Isaac’s pants stretch which gave him an idea of how strong and plump his ass was. Lucien pressed himself against Isaac, whose eyes stretched open at how large he felt.
46

“Remember this feeling,” Lucien whispered into his ear, his voice sending a shiver down Isaac’s spine. “Imagine not wearing any clothes. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
28

Isaac’s lips parted, but before he could reply, the door swung open. It was one of Lucien’s employees.
27

“Boss, the company called. They need you to handle important business,” he said, unphased by what was happening in front of him.
47

“Tell them I’m busy.”
3

“It’s urgent, sir,” he murmured.

Lucien’s jaw ticked but knew if his employee was stupid enough to interrupt, it must be an emergency. He released Isaac and pulled out a fat wad of money from his wallet. The heavy thud made Isaac stiffen. Lucien then slipped his business card between the waistband of Isaac’s pants.
4

“Call me if you want more.”
21

Outside, Max hurried to catch up with Lucien.
1

“Who called?” Lucien demanded, his tone sharp.
5

“A manager from one of your casinos in The Red District,” Max explained, his breath coming out in short puffs as he struggled to keep pace with his boss.
1

“I’ll deal with it. Get the boys and fetch the car. And Max?”

“Yes, boss?”

“You’re fired.”