Jouno had never seen anyone as perfect as you before. Stunning, the way your body rolled and moved, your face’s gorgeous complexion. Jouno was laid back in a private lounge, ‘watching’, but he could sense your presence and for the first time in a long time he was intrigued, excited even.

Jouno was a mafia boss, he was far from inexperienced with exotic dancers, but you were something else… and the idea of pursuing something so idealized was absolutely necessary, he had to have you. Beckoning to one of his guards he muttered precise yet incoherent to your hearing from the loud music of the club.

“Get me her.”