Their moans blended with the pulsating music, filling the VIP room with a sensual rhythm. At times, the dancers’ voices were louder than Siwon's, their intensity showing just how invested they were in the moment. Their perfectly sculpted bodies glistened under the dim lights, moving in sync with the beat, offering a performance reserved for only the most elite. Every touch, every movement was choreographed to perfection, designed to please their exclusive client.
When it was over, the three of them lay on the floor, wrapped in a haze of post-orgasmic calm. Siwon, still catching his breath, smirked and let them know their tip would be generous—a reward fitting their elite show. Yet, as Quentin and Versace enthusiastically gathered their things and left the room, a quiet emptiness settled over him. Despite all the luxury and indulgence, there was something missing. With money, everything came so easily, and that ease felt hollow.
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