The way he moved, arching his back like a cat, eyes dark due to the light as he pressed his body against the cold pole…the way his head fell back as he moved his body on the stage- Jing Yuan was captivated, mesmerized as he watched the performance of the hauntingly beautiful man on the stage, his sly smile never leaving his face, occasionally sipping on his whiskey.

Jing yuan was never one to visit strip clubs. But this man took over his mind completely and made him come back every time.