Chapter 4

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Hosun's POV:

I waited patiently in the dark alley behind the Cherry bomb. I fixed my trousers given that they were a little too tight around my thighs. Normal, I'd owned the outfit since my highschool years and they were the only formal or presentable clothes I had.

The greasy back door of the club was suddenly unlocked and opened to reveal Bam.

"This door hasn't been used in years. I was afraid it might not open." he chuckled, stepping aside so I would walk in.

"Thank you very much, Bam. I owe you for this." I said, hugging him and walking inside.

"No need, hope." he closed the door.

The few friends I had called me Sunny or hope. Hope because they believed I was a fighter and always tried as much as possible to work hard. Though recently I'd decided to drop out of school.

"Follow me." Bam led the way through the empty corridors downstairs of the club.

"It's full up there. Wealthy men everywhere. But be careful, there are few men you wouldn't want to meet. They're in the VIP section and are having an important meeting. Just avoid the area." he advised.

"VIP? Isn't everyone here already VIP?" I asked.

"Well, those guys are the VIPs of the VIP. You feel me? Just don't go there."

"Hmm, okay."

We went up the stairs and he opened a door, peeking out first.

"Okay. It's clear. We're going out. Catch you later. Be careful."

"Okay."

He stepped out and walked straight ahead. I followed seconds after, closing the door behind me and immediately vanishing into the crowd of clients.

I immediately went to the one of the several counters of the huge drinking club and took a seat.

"Whiskey, sir?" one of the bartenders behind the counter, asked.

"Uh, yeah." I cleared my throat. He served me in a little glass and handed the glass to me.

"Thank you."

While he went to attend to other clients, I looked around at the clients. There were jazz musicians on stage. While three men played instruments, the woman at the centre sang a slow, soulful and quite sensual song.

Some clients were seated at the round tables, others sat at the three different counters in front of the mini bars, like myself. Others preferred to stand and admire the show from the dark corners

The club's blue/purple lights were dim and the atmosphere was soothing.

Suddenly, the two doors at a corner that probably led into another room or some office, opened, catching everyone's attention including mine.

We turned to see a group of beautiful women as well as very handsome boys, step out.

They immediately separated and went to the clients. I wondered how they knew which ones were gay and which ones were straight.

My phone biped a text at the moment and I checked.

Bambi:

The men w the blue bracelets around their wrists r the gay ones. The ones w pink r straight.

Me:

Got it.

I put my phone away and observed, noticing that it was true.

I fixed my hair and searched for my first target.

I walked up to an older man seated in a corner, eying the boys that had just come out and waiting for one of them to approach him.

"Hello." I said, getting his attention. I flashed my best smile and he smiled back immediately.

"Hello, pretty boy." he replied, thinking I was one of the boys sent to keep the clients company.

"May I?" I asked, pointing at a seat close to his.

"Of course. But I think my thigh will be way more comfortable." he winked at me. I was already disgusted but I hid it perfectly and made him feel like I like him.

"Perfect." I got closer and sat on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. He held my waist and pulled me closer until my chest hit a side of his.

"You're such a gorgeous boy." he said while I played with his thigh.

"Tell me something I don't know." I chuckled, "I have something to propose to you."

"Mm, is that so?" he licked his lips and I tried not to puke.

"Yeah..." I whispered, my fingers trailing over his chest.

"What is it, sunshine?"

"What do you say I give you a private show whenever you want. All you have to do is call and I'll strip out of my uncomfortable clothes for you." I bit my lip.

I could tell the fool was already excited.

"Oh, really? You're a stripper, huh?" he kissed the crook of my neck and I cringed.

"Yeah."

"Do you offer extra services? Will you let me touch you?" he whispered, his hot breath making me nauseous.

"No, no, little pervert." I giggled and caressed his cheek, "All you'll get is the chance to see this body and the flawless skin underneath. If you pay good enough, you might get a lap dance and the chance to leave one or two hickeys on my torso." I fixed his color and smiled, "What do you say?"

"Can I leave hickeys on your thighs instead?" he asked huskily, grabbing my thigh and squeezing a little.

"They're so firm. So thick."

'Sick! And this guy has a ring on! He's married. I can't believe I'm doing this. But I have no choice. I need my money. As long as there's no sex.'

"You'd like that won't you? To kiss them?" I teased him.

"Yesss." he hissed huskily.

"Then you gotta pay real good."

"I will." he smirked and sipped this whiskey, "I'm rich, sweetheart. I can afford to spend some good time with a beauty like you. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Of course."

"Give me your number. I'll book an hotel room and contact you tomorrow."

"Perfect."

And that was my first jackpot. After giving him my number, I went hunting for more potential clients.

Jun's POV:

I watched the artists on the stage. The woman's voice was so soothing and made me relax and smile throughout. I loved the jazz music the instruments produced and how they just had you lost in the flow.

"Are you having a good time, hyung?" Hansol asked, snapping me out of my musical trance.

"Yes. Yes, I am. Thank you for bringing me here. I had a crappy day and I'm feeling better."

He smiled and I admired how handsome he was. Though he wasn't my type, I was taking Taeho's words into consideration and thinking of giving Hansol a chance if he asked me on a second date. He was nice, hardworking, handsome, respectful and a real gentleman.

"You know I consider this a date, right?" he started with a nervous chuckle, "I really like you, hyung and I want to get to know you better."

I smiled reassuringly at him and he blushed. I'd expected it.

"I consider it a date, too." I smiled, "I want to get to know you better too, Hansol. It won't hurt to give you a chance will it?" I chuckled.

I saw him brighten immediately and smile, his cheeks a light pink.

"N– no, it won't. Thank you so much for giving me a chance. I'll prove to you I'm a good guy."

I chuckled.

"I know you are but I'm just gonna wait for you to convince me. I'm not easy you know." I chuckled and he laughed nervously.

"I will. D– do you accept a second date with me? So I can try to convince you to be with me."

"Hmm, okay. Let's see where this goes. Don't be too sure of yourself though." I mused.