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The black coat slowly fell off her shoulder. Rosa controlled it, exposing her body at the pace she wanted. She let it slide off her shoulders completely before spreading out her hands so it could fall to the ground.

She watched his eyes the entire time she slowly undressed. His Adam's apple bobbed when the coat completely fell off her body and dropped to the ground with a soft plop.

One of the men whistled and another cleared his throat. She could hear the women whispering but she was too far off to hear what they were saying.

Not that it matters.

If she cared what people said, she would never work in a strip club, but she loved her job and she particularly loved how good she was at it.

Entertaining some Mafia King was child's play. She planned to make him regret his request.

Free of the coat, it was easier to move. She rotated her hips slowly, moving her entire body in a circular motion. Her hands moved about, caressing her body as she twirled to the music.

His eyes followed her hands, lingering on the places she touched. His face was devoid of emotion but his tight grip on the burning cigar told her all she needed to know. He even forgot to smoke.

She didn't have to do this much, she knew, but he pissed her off and now she was determined to see him break character. His carefree attitude irked her.

She slowly stood up and turned around. Another whistle ripped through the men and Rosa let herself smile now that her back was to him.

She planted herself between his legs and lowered herself, shaking her ass as she dropped low. She felt his semi-erection as she sat on him. 

She wiggled her ass as she got comfortable then bounced, twerking on him.

"Oh shit!" Another one of his men yelled.

She planted her hands on his thighs as she moved fast. She bounced to the beat of the music and when it slowed, she leaned back and grinded on him.

She could feel his dense muscles underneath her. As she moved on him, she would occasionally place her hand on his thighs to balance.

However, his muscles were not the only thing she could feel. He was getting excited. She could tell. She wondered what scent he was letting off now. If she was an omega, she would likely be affected.

She leaned back, close enough to rest her back on his chest but not quite. She then placed one of her hands on her chest as she moved seductively, her body twisting around like a very sexy snake.

He moved suddenly, placing a hand over her hand on her chest as he leaned forward, putting his torso to her back. Rosa froze. She didn't even anticipate it nor was she given a chance to prevent it.

"You're not allowed to touch," she said darkly. Her chest was heaving under his grip.

She could feel his smirk on her neck before he spoke. She didn’t like the goosebumps that popped out of her arms.

"This doesn't count as touching," he said, and used her hand to caress her breast.

"It does," she replied.

She wasn't dancing anymore. Now that he had broken the no-groping rule, she could end the private session without angering Franco.

I win.

"Really?" He asked with amusement in his tone. "Wouldn't you compare it to you bouncing on my dick for the past half hour?"

"Kinda stupid that you'd say that. Last I remember, that's exactly what you requested. I don't recall requesting you grope me."

She tilted her head so she could see his face but he kept directly behind her, using her own hand to hold her in place.

Nolan sucked on his teeth but his smile didn't leave his face. He closed his palm, cupping her breast with her own hand.

"That is enough," she said, swatting his hand off her and she stood up.

She bent forward and picked up the coat off the floor while he stared at her with the same amusement plastered on his face.

She draped the coat over her shoulders, covering her body, and stared at him with disgust. "Asking for a lap dance when you can't keep it in your pants is pathetic!"

She stared down at his hard-on poking out of his pants. She had felt it poking into her ass before he grabbed her breast.

Trying to get him turned on took longer than she had expected and her legs were killing her from all the dancing. However, it was certainly worth the pain.

"You—" Luca started to say as he stepped forward but Nolan held out his hand.

"She is right," he said with a small smile. "I shouldn't have groped her."

Rosa tightly gripped the coat. He was being too agreeable but that wasn't the only problem. He didn't seem annoyed by her outburst and the fact that she had insulted him.

"If you know better, you should do better," she scoffed and turned away.