THIRD PERSON POV.
It was the biggest strip club in the pack, from its unique structure, down to its facade, it was a place meant for just any pack member.
Outside stood mighty cars, and wealthy men not missing the fact that they were as lustful as their pockets, as almost every man outside the club had at least a lady or two bent over them, their decency followed them everywhere but there in the club.
The entrance to the club was a fight each time, some were making out, while others had their hands on someone, it was wrecked of Alcohol. And sometimes puke, but today all it had were men looking for the next barely dressed lady to walk by.
Mark sat down exquisitely in the VIP section, the air thick with the scent of smoke and expensive perfume. He was surrounded by scantily-clad women
