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Mafioso clasped his hands together, almost like he finally came to a belated conclusion.
"I see now," he hummed to himself. "You need instructions. You just follow 'em like a good little mutt. You like throwing yourself at people and begging for their attention— is that it?"
Chance's stomach lurched, feeling weirdly aroused at the degradation. He wanted to retort and throw back any insult, but the words were lodged into his throat— unable to escape from his mouth.
"That's alright. I'll teach you how to be a loyal one, mmn?" Mafioso whispered, his eyes trailing Chance's slim suit. "When I'm done with you, my name will be the only one you'll remember."
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It was Chance’s casino’s first year anniversary, and he wanted that night to be memorable— one where he would be able to financially earn a lot from. Pole dancing shouldn’t have been the event he chose, but he convinced himself that it was a strategic opportunity.
Too bad Mafioso had chosen that specific day to come collect his debts.
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