Dirty Stepbrother
"You need something desperately, otherwise you wouldn't be standing in front of me looking like a stray dog that got kicked out."
"Go straight to the point, Archer."
"I'm making you an offer you would love." He pulled out his phone from his jacket, swiped, and turned the screen to me.
The photo showed the club's lower level. Red light and a stage with a pole and men dancing in the background. Most were shirtless.
"Male stripper," Archer said. "We're short-staffed. And I'll pay you five thousand a month.
Minimum. More on good nights in this city." He paused, watching my face, looking for a reaction. "You learn the routines in two weeks. You're young and lean. You'll pick up fast." Five thousa
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