Chapter 1

Aria's POV

Fifty thousand dollars! Fifty freaking thousand. That's literally more than four months' pay. I could use the money. Scratch that, I need the money like I need air and that's why I have agreed to this dance even though I know it's a very bad idea. I will barely get two hours of sleep by the time I'm done here and I have to work tomorrow morning.

"How about we get this dance over with first and revisit this later?" I mumble to myself.

I quickly change into the lingerie that is reserved for private dances and put on the flimsy robe to cover it up. I adjust my wig and make sure it is secure, adding more gloss to my red lips and I am good to go.

I look at myself in the mirror and take a deep breath, I can do this. I have been doing this for a long time now so yeah this is not something new. I just always have to give myself a little pep talk before every private dance.

I walk out of the dressing room and head to the private dance room. I knock quietly and quickly plaster my best smile on my face before I open the door and walk in. I give my eyes a second to adjust to the light in here. The dance rooms are soundproofed. The lights are a little bit darker than the general club, there are speakers installed in each room and the client gets to choose the music they want, the lights are adjusted based on the dancer's choice though, and right now, I wish I had picked a brighter lighting.

As soon as I step into the room, my skin starts burning and buzzing, almost similar to the feeling I got on the stage earlier only this time it's much stronger. I can barely make out the man sitting on the single couch in the room but his presence alone is electrifying. He is definitely the man who was watching me earlier, he has the same tuxedo on but this time the tux jacket is hanging on the armrest. He had unbuttoned his sleeves and had them rolled up. The top three buttons on his shirt are unbuttoned, exposing his skin. My eyes drift down the exposed skin, taking in the little dusting of hair on his chest, I would love to slowly undo each button and reveal each skin while peppering his skin with kisses. I move my focus to his arms.

God, he has sexy hands.

"Are you done checking me out?" He asks and I can't even bring myself to be ashamed.

The sound of his voice is doing things to me. It gave me goosebumps and I can swear that my panties feel a little bit soaked now.

Just how horny are you?

I try to collect my thoughts and focus on what I was here for. I am going to apologize and just get the dance started.

"I was just getting started actually," I answer.

Yeah, my brain and my mouth are definitely not working properly

He chuckles "Take your time, Miss."

I didn't even introduce myself to the man. What the hell is wrong with me? I should definitely take Mia up on her offer to find me someone to fuck.

"You can call me Red." I supply. Obviously Red is not my real name but you don't really expect me to go around dancing and stripping with my real name now, do you?

"A stage name, I see."

God, the sound of his voice. Thick and rich and beautiful and sexy and...

I'm so fucking horny.

"What did you expect?" I ask him.

He shrugs or at least I think he did. I can't even see the man clearly. I would give anything to have this light brighter even if it's just a little bit.

He ignores my question. "Do you think I can turn this light up a little bit? I asked Mimi earlier and she said it was up to you."

Mimi? He calls Mia by her nickname? Is there something the little shit didn't say to me?

I try to keep my cool even though I literally want to shout yes and turn the light up.

"Why do you want the lights turned up?" I ask.

"I paid to watch you dance, Red." He pauses "but I can barely see you right now."

"What if there is not much to see?" I ask him. Oh, I know there is literally plenty to see. My body is fire and I don't need anyone to even confirm that for me.

He groans and shuffles "There is plenty to see. I doubt thirty minutes will even be enough to see all of you, Princess"

My mind goes fuzzy and blank at the underlying promise in his words. I clear my throat and try to collect myself.

"You can turn up the light." The words are barely out of my mouth before the light comes on.

I gasp at the sight of him. He is beautiful, literally flawless and so hot that butterflies erupt in my tummy and my vagina.

He has the darkest eyes I have ever seen and those eyes are on me, perusing my face and my body. God literally took his time making this one, he looks too good to be a mere human, maybe a vampire? Or a werewolf? He definitely has the looks and the body. His lips look so soft and full and my lips start tingling with the urge to kiss him, to know if they are as soft as they look.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't realize that he was already out of his seat and standing right in front of me. Even with my heels on, he is at least one foot taller than I am and that tiny little fact makes my vagina even more excited.

If he is in fact a werewolf or a vampire, then he would definitely be able to smell just how turned on I am right now. The man did not even touch me and my panties are soaked.

He leans down until his mouth is at the level of my ear "Won't you ask me what song I want you to dance to?" He asks.

Of course, he smells just as good. He is too close, too close. I need to step back, my brain knows that but somehow I manage to sway and move even closer to him.

My nipples tighten at the proximity and the feel of his breath on my skin. I resist the temptation to move closer, just close enough to have my nipple graze his chest.

"What song do you want me to dance to, sir?" I ask him. If he couldn't smell my horniness before, my voice definitely gave it away just now.

His lips twitch like he is trying to hold back a smile. He is probably mocking me in his head right now.

"I will let you pick the song, little Red. Surprise me."