Ian had already performed before, but that was back in school when he was part of a charity theater group founded by the neighborhood NGO. It was in one of these workshops that Ivy was born, but that was 10 years ago!

This time the performance wouldn't be for a few people from the neighborhood, it would be for a full nightclub and a very special VIP client! And he would be paid for it! Which made him even more nervous, at least he knew the repertoire inside out, since it didn't change much over time.

Can I really do this?"

There was no more time for questions, the audience was already impatient and more importantly Dante didn't want to wait any longer. Ivy was pushed onto the stage by Mariano, staggering she tried to disguise it and not feel the pressure of the environment. It was time for the show!

Ivy's first performance completely dominated the audience, she had it all: beauty, talent and presence. Despite the initial nervousness, everything went perfectly well.

It's like riding a bike, you never forget!

And that's how Ian got his third job. During the day he worked in the shitty office, in the early evening he was a bartender at the Lust nightclub and in the early hours he sang as Ivy.

Now he felt that his life had started to move forward, he was doing something he enjoyed and earning money from it, despite still facing sleep deprivation, this month he would have money left over! And that was wonderful!

The plan was to spend a month grinding away at this routine and if his position as the official singer of Lust was established, he would say goodbye to the shitty office! He could finally tell everyone to fuck off!

He could smell the freedom. Having more time to sleep, being able to do something to have fun, saving up some money, maybe he might even have time to meet a nice girl and date her, it had been so long since he had thought about those things.

Of course, not everything was so simple, there was an obstacle. After his first performance, Dante started going to the nightclub every night and since his every wish was his command, Ian could not displease him in any way, so he did everything to do his job well and hide his real identity.

The first task was easy, he knew a number of songs and choreographies and could use them until he learned new ones, but hiding the fact that he was a man could be a big problem.

Several times Ian was forced to serve Dante in the VIP area, as the majority of the staff was made up of women and they were all terrified of being devoured by the man, it was up to him.

The VIP area was a cabin on the first floor, it had a huge ten-seater corner sofa and a table that extended its entire length, the place was comfortable and had a privileged view of the entire nightclub, not to mention that there was also the advantage of being a private area, but Dante didn't seem to mind, whenever Ian arrived with the drinks he was in a libidinous act, he made the nightclub live up to its name: lust.

One day Ian came across a woman with her face buried in Dante's crotch while he was drinking and smoking. The boy quickly apologized, but as if nothing had happened the man just smiled and asked:

“Do you want to join us?”

Ian pretended he didn't hear and left, he wasn't interested in any kind of joke that man was making and he couldn't get involved with that kind of people.

But he ended up discovering that it was inevitable, Dante was getting more and more bored, and Mariano, desperate, asked Ivy to go to the VIP area to entertain him, aware of the danger that a woman was in near the mobster. He refused, justifying that if he was discovered it would be harmful to himself and to the establishment, so Ian ended up having to join the private room several times that week to serve the most precious client.

Sitting on the sofa in the VIP area, Ian tried to hide his nervousness. He didn't know why Dante was interested in his company, but a situation like this was beyond imagination.

What am I doing here?

He looked disconcertedly at Dante who was sitting in the corner of the sofa drinking whiskey and smoking his cigarette while a completely naked woman moaned and wiggled on his lap, although he seemed bored he always gave the woman encouragement so that she wouldn't stop.

That was too much to bear, it had been a long time since Ian had touched a woman and it had been even longer since he had seen a naked woman in front of him. No matter how hard he tried not to look, like a magnet his eyes were drawn to that sensual scene and now his cock was more than hard and under no circumstances could he let anyone notice that. He would never dare to disrespect the great Dante.

“Hey!” Dante called with a cynical smile “You seem very interested in my friend” he ran his finger up and down the woman's back and then squeezed her waist, generating a loud moan.

“What? No, no...” Ian didn't know what to say, but he had to be very careful with his words – “I just...”

“Don't you want to join us?”

This again?

“No, no” Ian waved his arms around forcefully, trying to vehemently deny the latent desire that pulsed in his groin.

“So you want her all to yourself?” Dante pulled the woman by the hair, so she got off his lap and threw her on the floor, giving her a mocking look. “Okay, you can take her, I was already sick of her anyway.”

“I don't…” Ian didn't know what to say, he wanted to help that poor girl lying on the floor, probably drugged, but his condition didn't allow him to move. The nervousness was so strong that his hands and feet were sweating.

“So you would be interested in me?” Dante zipped up his pants and gave a questioning look.

“N-no” a nervous laugh left his lips “I'm not interested in men, even if he's so handsome and attractive.”

“Handsome and attractive, huh?” Dante arched his eyebrow.

Ian didn't want to offend him, so he threw out a compliment right after the rejection, but he should have known that men like Dante only listened to what was convenient for them.

“You're an interesting person, not like that little bitch” Dante pointed to the woman still lying on the floor “that interests me.”

“I-Is that so?” Ian stuttered, the strange conversation was making him nervous on a different level, lowering the problem that was looming between his legs, he could soon get out of there without any major difficulties.

“I would like to make a request of you.” The man approached and sat next to Ian, bringing with him a strong smell of tobacco mixed with a woody perfume.

“What kind of request?” Ian's heart was beating so hard that he was afraid the person next to him could hear it, his hands were even wetter with sweat. He wanted to get up and run away, but that would end his contract as a singer and ruin all his plans, on the other hand, staying there and running the risk of being devoured by that man could end much more than his contract, it could end his life.

“Could you ask Ivy at her next performance to sing a song for me?” Dante gave a silly smile, which made him look younger for a moment.

“Ah!” Ian sighed in relief “Sure, sure, you can choose whatever song you want.”

“You’re very kind,” he said happily, leaning in close. “I like her voice and would love to hear her sing some songs.”

“Y-you can choose and I'll pass them all to her myself” Ian said, standing up “Now I need to go back to the bar, excuse me.”

Ian left without looking back, leaving Dante extremely amused by the situation. This time it seemed like he had narrowly escaped, but would he get off so easily next time?

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