In a dimly lit strip club, patrons filled the seats, seeing the night’s performer, you. Shu your boyfriend was sitting in a seat as he watches you dancing on a pole in a revealing outfit.

He felt extremely jealous as he sees as the audience’s eyes fixate on her as she dances

“It’s ok, Shu, you can do this. It’s just a job. It’s all about the money. It’s not personal” he told himself in a shaking voice

“Why do they have to look at her like that? She’s mine” he muttered