The fall

Balls

Alex's POV:

"What's the game plan?" I question Rhys.
"The main objective is to gain status in this club. The more status we have the higher chance we get of meeting the owner." He explained.

"And once we gain a relationship with the owner we can take down his pathetic ass." I finished
"Exactly," Rhys smirked, satisfied with the plan.

Standing outside the club, I roll the sleeves of my black dress shirt up to my elbows preparing myself for the fun.

I didn't expect much from tonight- it is the first day of this job. They always go slowly.
Rhys picked out a black shirt, outlining his muscles pretty well.

He paired it with simple black trousers and a black and gold belt. His fashion sense was quite impeccable. His hair was fluffed and parted in the middle to rest on either side of his face.

Clean shaven and glowing, his dangerously sharp jawline seemed to bask in the moonlight. What a fine Korean man. Girls always throw themselves at him but he knows better than to get attached. This business is unkind to those you hold closest to you.

At first, it was hard to grasp the concept of never having that one special person but now I wouldn't have it any other way. We both respect each others... outside relations and don't ask too many questions about one another's fuck toys.

Though recently my over in sex has made Rhys voice his concern for me. He will never understand. Queer sex life is something he will never grasp. After I told him to fuck off I think he got the message.

Yes, I fuck alot but something I'll never admit to him is the meaninglessness of it all. The numbness. I couldn't give the slightest fuck about any of my play things. Fuck, none of them even know my real name, I introduce myself as Sam and it stays that way.

For this job, over the next few months we are supposed to become regulars at this strip club. To me, this is simply another opportunity to fuck around and even kill some pathetic men.

As I make my way to the club's entrance, Rhys grabbed my arm.
"Alex... few ground rules," he started.

Not this bullshit again.

"No pulling out guns on civilians. Just because someone is annoying yo-"
"That was one fucking time." I rolled my eyes. Seriously, if he keeps bringing it up I'm going to punch him in his balls.

Rhys was about to speak again continuing his lecture but I cut him off. "Rhys. I just want to have some fun. We both need this considering what boss expects from us. I'm not going to fuck this up. You can count on me."

Satisfied, Rhys nodded with approval. We entered the club.