Dangerous Desires | 18+

Chapter 12

*Edited*

As I walk up to him, he raises his hand casually.
"Can you take my order? I'm parched" He says. I roll my eyes.

Does he think he's funny?

"Should i serve you naked as well, Sir?" I tease. "Maybe you should, that was quite a show" He replies. I giggle at the memory. "I bet you liked watching, didn't you, perv?" He squints playfully at me. "No more than you liked showing off, little minx" He replies, smirking. "Im a dancer, showing off is what i do" I say.

"And i'm your employer, so call it quality control"

"That patron was impressed, if anything" He adds. I notice him checking out my figure and I stand straight, placing my hand on my curvy hip.
"Yeah, i bet he was" I say.

Damn. How does Alexander do it. How does he make me forget about my problems so quickly?

All i can think about right now is the lust between the two of us.

"But hey, what if you have to impress a VIP without messing up first" He teases. He settles into the sofa and sits defiantly, just like an owner of such a place should. He looks at me expectantly. "How would you go about that?" He asks.

Oh, Alexander, you're playing with fire. Try not to burn yourself.

"Well I think your VIPs enjoy being seduced"

"Yes they do" He replies. "Miss, bring me two shots of bourbon please" He says, still checking me out.

Two?

"Don't play with me" I say. "Im not playing, I just want my bourbon" He chuckles.

Hm.

"Coming right up, sir" I play along. I slip behind the bar counter, find Alexanders desired drink, and quickly pour two shot glasses. Back at the table, I set down the glasses.

"Join me. Lets have one for your debut" He proposes. I sit down and after Alexander picks up his glass, I pick up mine. The amber drink smells strong and there's a faint whiff of fruit to it.

"Do you drink with all your new employees?"

"Only with the best ones" He replies.

"You did good in the show, I am impressed. When you enjoyed something, you really did" He says, inching closer towards me. My cheeks burn from the praise. Confident a moment ago, I now struggle to look him directly in the eye.

After everything we did.. I really enjoyed that.

"Oh I loved being on stage" I say, confidently.

"What did you like the most in the show?" He asks. "How rough it got at some points" I say.
The memory makes me a little flustered and as horny I was on stage. "Bah. You think that was rough?" He chuckles.

He scoffs and the sheer confidence of his tone sets my insides on fire. "Heres to that! And to you, making this club an even finer place" He says, holding up his glass.

We clink our glasses and down our shots. "Its a nice club you have here" I say, looking around the room at the decor. "I used to run an even better one" He says.

"And then you fucked things up?" I ask. He shrugs, suddenly grim. "To put it succinctly, yes, i did"

"I was invested in the wrong things" He adds.

He is finally very grim and melancholic, looking past me as he says..

"That place had a real problem with people" He explains, moving his shot glass to the edge of the table. "Yeah, in business, its hard to trust anyone" I say.