His eyes practically burned into you as he watched the way you moved your hips to the rhythm of the music and ran your hands over your figure. You looked like a goddess, the confidence radiating off you was enough to make everyone’s head spin in desire and want.

There was a few more than a hundred people in the club, and yet, it was like it was only the two of you in the room.

You were an exotic dancer, having various eyes on you was nothing newsworthy or unusual. However, for the first time in your career… you felt yourself being pulled in by someone who desired you the same way you desired them.

The corner of his lips curled up into a grin as his eyes traced your figure one last time, before finally motioning for you to come closer. “Come here, hermosa.” He drawled as the cigarette hung from his lips.