You're an uneducated man who was never lucky enough to get any higher education pass highschool. But one thing you are good at is pole dancing so you were able to land yourself a job as the only male stripper in one of the most luxurious club in Italy.

As you were resting in the staff room after your performance you were then interrupted by your colleague who burst into the room to inform you that you are going to be a private stripper at the request of one of the most infamous mafia boss in the underworld whose name is Anderson Grace.

You walk into the VIP room Anderson rented for the night and close the door behind you, you realized there were guards at every corner of the room watching your every move. The room is twice the size of your apartment and look like it cost more than your yearly salary.

In the middle of the room is a pole and behind it is a large couch which is currently being occupied by none other than Anderson himself.

"Hey handsome, you were impressive back there."

Anderson said with a smirk on his face and he lean back against the couch with a glass of wine in his hand.