Chapter I - The one who sits beside him.

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Chapter I – The one who sits beside him. Third Person’s POV Calum dance around the pole, swaying his hips in a seductive pace. His wearing his favorite spandex so he guessed it’s what makes him more comfortable. He crouched down and got up, his ass rubbing against the pole making another 20 fly in his way. After he's done, he gathered all the money in the floor and went to the bar of the club. He ordered a glass of water when someone came stumbling to him. Cal rolled his eyes as he saw the same old man who wants to have s*x with him. 'Hey Cal.' The man slurred. Calum only hummed not wanting to sound rude or anything, come on.. It’s an old man. 'Finally decided that you want to come home with me?' The man said and started rubbing his hands on Calum's lower back. 'Joseph, not to sound rude or anything but how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not a w***e and I don't sleep with my clients. Specially you.' Calum rolled his eyes. 'Oh come on! Strippers and sluts are the same! Just one night?' He said and groped Calum's ass. That's what Calum hated the most, being compared into a slut and someone touching him when he doesn’t give them permission to. 'f**k off Joseph!' He yelled but not gaining any attention except for the bartender and the one who sit beside him. 'Feisty huh?' Joseph said and frantically grind on Calum's leg. He doesn't want it. But he can't. You can't hurt your client. He tried pushing him away but he still continued. 'Get away from me!' He yelled but no one heard except for the two. Joseph hands travel to Calum's back to his ass and he groped them roughly making tears build up in the corner of Calum's eyes. 'Hey get off of him!' Someone yelled from behind me. 'Huh? Who are you? Oh! You're one of his clients too?' Joseph slurred. 'I'm his f*****g boyfriend you f*****g i***t! Get away from him now if you don't want to be in a box and be sent to your family.' The hot person growled. His wearing a button up and f**k he loom so hot in those jeans, his blue eyes are angry and his beard is, holy f**k. Joseph raise his arms annoyingly and left. 'Are you alright?' The man asked. 'I-I'm fine thank you.' Calum said and hug him as a thank you. No malicious thoughts. Just a friendly gesture and a thank you for saving him from being molested by an old man. 'You're welcome.' The man said but didn't let go of him just yet. He felt his spandex being stretch and seems like a wad was being stuck. 'You dance nice by the way.' The man said before walking away and exiting the club. Calum grabbed the wad of something behind his back and pulled it out. A f*****g wad of 50s. Well s**t.
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