THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
Awal

Mike Brown is a 30-year-old handsome guy. I come from a wealthy family in New York City.

Even though he was born into a wealthy family, he didn't make Mike happy. Because Mike lacks the affection of his parents who have been divorced since he was a child.

When he was 18 years old, Mike decided to get out of his house and go to Italy. Until there he met a man named Carlos—sang mafia chairman. Mike becomes Carlos' assistant to date despite Carlos having retired from the dark world and moved to New York with his family. And now Mike is Carlos' confidant to lead the company in New York.

“Pak, today there was a meeting with a client at Club night,” Clarie—secretary Mike said.

Mike snorted when he heard the new schedule mentioned by his secretary. Because, he had memorized with such a seduction client.

He guessed when at the Club tonight surely he will be presented with a beautiful and sexy woman. Mike feels fed up with Clients who use dirty ways to get cooperation with his company he leads.

“Well,” answered Mike flatly and flicked his hand, marked that he threw his secretary out of his room.

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“Quen! I hope you are ready tonight to accompany our VIP guests,” said the middle-aged woman who is usually called Madam El. Madam El is the owner of Night Star Night Club and a pimp.

“Madam, you know ‘kan I never want to provide plus-plus service. I will just dance erotic in front of them,” replied Quen without any objection.

Madam El fell silent, then nodded her head. Although he knows that Quen never wants to serve the guests in bed, Quen is the prima donna of his nightclub. Quen always satisfied the customers with his erotic dances. Even the fee Quen once danced in front of VIP guests was very expensive.

“Thank you, Madam,” said Quen happily, because Madam El never forced her to do that for her guests.

“Stay give your best dance, Quen. I never want to hear if there are customers who are disappointed with your service!” firmly Madam El reminded then immediately out of Quen's room while straddling in the chest.

Quen nodded his head, but Madam El did not see it because the middle-aged woman had already walked out of her room.

Quen comes from a wealthy family in Indonesia. He ran away from home to avoid his match. And here she was, in New York City, working as an erotic dancer and hiding in the Club that night from her parents.

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“I don't think you need to come to the Club that night.” Mike said flatly to his secretary while in the elevator.

“But, sir, I am in charge of recording important points during the meeting later,” replied Clarie.

“Come home, there will be a bodyguard accompanying me!” firmly Mike without turning his head to his secretary who was standing next to him.

Clarie smiled faintly, thinking that her boss was considerate of her and also cared deeply for her. He became carried away with feelings.

But what actually happened was that Mike was uncomfortable if there was a woman who always followed him, so he ordered Clarie to go home.

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“Quen! You ready?” madam El asked as she entered the room of the beautiful and sexy girl.

“A minute, Madam.” Quen answered while polishing her beautiful face with make-up.

“I give you fifteen more minutes, because VIP guests will soon arrive!” Madam El spoke while looking at Quen who was still gripping himself in front of the dressing table. “You were so long! Not even your costume yet!” long ago Madam El became impatient, then she opened Quen's closet and chose the costume that will be used by Quen tonight.

Madam El chose a sexy blood red outfit. The clothes are in the form of Br* and cilini dilim only. It can be imagined if Quen uses these two objects and contort his sexy body in front of VIP guests.

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