RICH MAN

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Dominique POV:
When I arrived at the clubhouse, Director Cha gave us all clothes to wear. The girls were wearing their usual stripping clothes, but in different colors and with gems on them. My attire was a little different from everyone else's, as I was wearing a chainmail dress that was pretty see-through. It was a bit awkward because everyone could see my white pants underneath, but I just went with it.

Director Cha gathered all the girls together, and I stood next to Lei, who had a confused expression on her face.

"What's going on?" I asked her.

"I don't know, but I think he's going to tell us," she replied.

Director Cha addressed us all, "Okay, everyone, I've called you all here tonight because an important person is coming to the club for his birthday celebration, and he's bringing his friends. Please do your best to entertain them and earn as much money as you can."

"Are they really rich ?" one of the girls asked Director Cha.

"Yes, they're very wealthy," he replied. I watched as the girls around me got excited. I looked over at the clock on the wall beside me and checked the time. It was already midnight, and I thought to myself that San was probably asleep by now.

We all then headed to the stage, and when I got there, I looked out into the audience and saw the rich man I had seen last time. He was sitting in the same seat and looked at me with a grin. The music started, and I began to dance on the pole. It was a bit weird dancing in a dress, but I tried my best. As I danced, I noticed the rich man whispering something to one of the staff members, and then I watched as the staff member went somewhere. I looked back at the man, and he turned his attention back to me. I continued dancing, and the man kept watching me.

As I was dancing, I noticed the same staff member who had talked to the rich man earlier walking towards me. I stopped dancing, and she whispered in my ear,

"Dominique, the man sitting in the middle wants to have a private room with you."

I was taken aback and asked her,
"Wait, is that even allowed?"

She replied, "Yes, I asked Director Cha, and he said it's fine."

I sighed and nodded, feeling a bit uneasy about the situation. I turned my face to the rich man sitting in the middle, and he raised his glass, keeping the same grin on his face. I felt a bit nervous and unsure as I watched him drink whatever was in his glass

The staff member then took me to a private room, and the rich man was already there, sitting on a couch with a bottle of champagne and two glasses on the table.

As I stood there, looking at him, I felt a little awkward. He sat there with his legs spread apart and his arms spread out, laying on top of the couch. He looked at me up and down with a seductive look on his face, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. It was my first time being alone with a customer, so I was a bit scared about what was going to happen next.

"I like this music," he said, indicating the music that was playing in the room we were in. "What's it called?" he asked, looking up at the Bluetooth speaker that was hanging on the wall.

"It's called 'Ride' by Lolo Zouai," I replied, knowing the song pretty well.

"Mmm," he hummed. "Ride, I like the sound of that," he said, looking at me. I just stood there, looking at him.

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