Jaxon

I stood next to the one-way glass in my office wall, looking down at all the patrons of one of my seedier strip clubs. Despite the fact that it was only a Tuesday, the floor was full of men wasting their paychecks away.

Poor bastards.

Most of them were regulars who frequented this place a few nights a week. Not all of them were model citizens, but I always had my men around to make sure everyone was treating the girls with respect.

As it was one ...