For the past 20 minutes, I am standing in front of my closet unable to decide what to wear tonight. Unlike last night, I don't wanna feel out of place.

Today I am feeling super tired. Firstly I had to drop my niece Suzy at her school. I reached a bit early to work on my project because the weddings in the upcoming weeks are keeping everyone occupied. Two weddings in a row. Everything was frenzied. Elle sent me the guest lists today. There were around 500 names on the list. The idea of the scale on which my first wedding project is gonna happen was finally sinking in. We had meetings to discuss upcoming weddings with different groups. I have dreamed about organizing my own wedding project but not this early.

Finally, I decided to wear this apricot stripe strapless cocktail dress which hugs my curves perfectly. Slipping into it, I put some light makeup and matching heels. Then I pulled my hair back in a messy bun. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was satisfied with my look. Grabbing my purse, I hit the road.

I arrived at the club after 45 minutes of drive. I tread directly towards the stripper club.

"Hey", the same disinterested lady from yesterday greets me. "Up for the subscription?".

"Yeah".

She explains me about all the services that are related to various packages. "You went in yesterday. So, do you have anyone in mind? I mean for the service. If not then we will assign from our side", she asks showing me pictures of all the strippers.

"This one", I point out to the man with green eyes.

"Oh, he is our Star Roller. Good choice. His name is Adonis", she informs me.

"Is that his real name?", I interrogate her, not quite believing it.

"No, that's his stage name. It is one of the club's policies to protect their real identity so that the customers don't disturb their privacy". She also tells me how thoughtful and nice their boss is.

After all the procedure was done, I was told to head straight to the room and was informed that my service will be provided soon. Here I am waiting for him in this semi-lit room. I was so engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn't realize someone entering into the room until two strong arms hugged me from behind. My reflexes reacted first before I could understand what was happening. Turning around I punched his face, creating a pink patch under his beautiful eyes.

"Ouch, what the fuck was that for?", he groans.

"Who the hell are you? And why were you holding me like that?", I yell.

"Easy Ms. Boxer. I meant no harm", he replies.

"Doesn't matter. Who are you?", I say nonchalantly.

"Oh yes, I didn't get a chance to introduce myself. I am Adonis."

Upon realizing the situation, I tried apologizing to him. "Sorry. I didn't realize because of the low light", I say a bit embarrassed. Good start Ezra. Keep up the work, mentally facepalming myself.

"Well, that was a hard punch for someone like you", he comments while checking me out.

What does that mean? "Excuse me, Is there something wrong with me?".

"No, It's just that you look like a soft little bean. Didn't think that you had so much inside." He jokes while winking at me.

This guy might be the most handsome man I have ever met but he is too self-centered and judgemental. Trying not to spoil my mood more, I decided to calm myself down and get to the point. "Well if you are done making fun of me, I am here for something".

"Definitely princess, who said we aren't gonna do something? Maybe I can show you my little talent too." He inched towards me making my back hit the wall. I didn't even realize how we changed our position and here I am standing so close to him. His breath fanning over my face making me gulp. Keeping myself from getting distracted, I tried speaking but my voice came out as a whisper.

"I came here for something else".

"Is that something else as exciting and beautiful as you are?". I blushed at his remark but then reminded myself why was I here in the first place.

"I want to be friends with you".

That's when his flirtatious demonic expression vanishes. He looks at me weirdly as if I have come from a different planet.

"Nice joke buttercup. Now can we head to our business where I get to please you?" He smirks at me.

"Look I don't want that thing, umm I..I have come here to be friends with you", stuttering over my own words. Really, why the fuck are you stuttering? Good timing Ezra. Perfect.

"Friends eh?", he says cocking his eyebrows.

"Yes friends", I extend my hand for a shake.

"Look Buttercup, this is no place to find friends. I think you've knocked on the wrong door. Women come here to be pleasured not to make friends. If you want to make friends, go join some book club. All I can give you is the best pleasure of your life".

"No..no I just want to be your friend and no other business", I insisted.

"Friendship is not my business then. Please just go. I think you are wasting both of our time". Just like that, he went out of the door leaving me alone in the room.

Don't give up Ezra. 'You can do it. Today I will try my best to convince him', I encourage myself. Here I am again waiting for him but in a different room. The moment he entered the room, "Not again", he mumbled loud enough for both of us to hear.

"Look, let me talk first".

"We have been doing that since yesterday and you are wasting my precious time." By his tone, he definitely sounds annoyed.

He sits on the couch across me, gawking at my movements.

"I understand if you don't want to be friends but we can be an acquaintance. Look I bought some snacks too, maybe we can get to know each other", I say hoping he would accept my request.

"Why are you being such a bother? Why me? Of all places you come to a stripper club to find an acquaintance?", he asks.

"I have my own reasons. But just to let you know when I first saw you, I got this comforting vibes just by looking at you. And from that moment onwards, I have been thinking about you".

He stops me. "Is this some kind of marriage proposal or ..?".

"No", I interject.

"You know you are sounding like a creep or a psycho. And I would suggest you take your money back because I have no interest in entertaining you". He gets up and just like that leaves the room again.

I came back again. Some might think that I am a crazy obsessed woman but No. It isn't that. I just feel like he can help me through my sleep. So here I am thinking of ways to impress him and get my thing.

"Hey, how was your day?" I say enthusiastically.

"When will you stop coming here?", he sighs.

"I just want to have a conversation with you". I tried giving him my best puppy look but to no avail.

"Listen here bean, I am interested in knowing about your kinks and fucking fantasies, not your personal life", he tells clearly.

I cross my arms over my chest in mild hurt. "Well, you sure do make me overjoyed", I sass, done with his shit. "I want to sleep with you", I just blurt out without thinking.

"Now you are talking business", he says a bit interested.

"Ahh not like that. Um, I just want you to cuddle me while I sleep".

"I am not a babysitter. Go find someone else", he again stands up and was about to leave the room when I say,

"How about for the next 2 days, you adjust with me, I will pay double. And even after that, if you don't want me here, I won't bother." He looked at me for a minute or two and finally said something which made me jump around the room like a kid.

"Okay, bring some cards to play tomorrow".