(ANGELO'S POV)
The three of us reach the private room and Leon opens the door. He gestures for me and Krystal to go in first.
Krystal enters and I follow right after her. But as I walk past Leon, a hard, sudden slap lands on my right ass cheek. I flinch, my whole body going rigid. Leon grabs a handful of my bare ass, squeezing hard.
I glance over my shoulder to look at him and he has this irritating smirk on his face. The urge to spin around and drive my fist into his smug face burns in my chest.
I've never felt so fucking violated in my life.
"Relax, pretty boy," Leon says. "You're here to work, right? So let's see you work."
He moves past me, his shoulder brushing mine, and settles into a big, plush armchair directly facing the pole in the center of the room. He spreads his legs wide, getting comfortable.
