Pace wasn't raised a quitter.

That's what she keep telling herself as she stared at her own reflection at the mirror.

Dressed in a Versace mini black dress with a deep neckline and not bothering with a make-up, she kept repeating that mantra. I fucking need to do this. She exhales then decided to put a red lipstick.

She hated the fact that she have no choice but to switch to desperate measures for this. If it wasn't for that blasted meeting with the board he wouldn't be on this position.

The day actually started out fine, with them discussing business shit and stuff. That is, until one old board member cootie started stating out some clauses in her father's last will and testament that they shouldn't have known. And now, the cat is out of the bag and Pace is running out of time.

Her father, that sexist piece of shit, knew that she will drag out her life as a single person. So of course, he decided to fuck it up even if he's in hell already by putting 1 heck of a stipulation on the remaining half of her inheritance.

She needs to get pregnant and deliver a baby before she turns 26.

It doesn't matter if it's a baby girl or baby boy, as long as she ensured the continuation of their family line.

"This is some movie cliché shit right here." Draken muttered massaging his temples upon hearing the terms on her inheritance.

"Ma'am, I may have a solution." Kazushi is immediately beside her.

"What is it?"

"Have you heard of storks befo-"

Before he can finish that statement, Pace already punched him on the face.

Which leads them back to this.

After debating for the whole day, she finally decided that fuck it, she's not going to lose half her inheritance and title for the preservation of her virginity. But if she's going to lose it, she's going to do it with a bang. Complete with mind numbing orgasm and stuff.

Might as well get over it. She told herself.

There's only one problem. Where's she going to find a guy to fuck her? Her friends are out of question. They're reliable people but crazy in a way or another so she decided there's no way in hell Pace is going to risk her future child's life with those type of people. Searching the internet, she finds two plausible options.

A normal night club or a strip club. She chose the latter one. Nightclubs are full of sissies. The only problem though, is she's never been into strip clubs before. So of course, she called the only person that she thinks have an idea on this kind of things.

"Why the hell are you calling me for this type of shit?" Inui grumpily answers on the other line.

"Uh, because I know you know this stuff?"

"Do I look like someone who goes to strip club Pace?!" he nearly shouted on the other line.

Wincing at his answer he held the phone a bit further away to her ear. "Uh, do you want me to answer that?"

He groaned in frustration and Pace has to hide her smirk. She knows her friends are worried about her. They're kind of protective but at the same time they knew how to respect her decisions.

"Are you sure about this Pace?" he asks with a serious tone.

She bit her lip at the question. Of course, she isn't. She may not be a traditionalist but that she wants to lose her virginity to just anyone. She hates not having any choice about her situation but she knows in the end she'll have to do it. So she'll do it on her own terms. This, is something that her father, may his flesh rot in hell, can't take from her.

"I am Inupi. So! Go get dressed and get me into the best strip club you can find in the city." She turned off her phone before he can complain again.

"Are you sure about this?" Inupi asked again as they stood in front of the club, he brought her in. Pace laughed at him. She couldn't count on her fingers how many times he asked that question to her that night.

"Yes! How many times do I have to answer that question tonight you bastard!" she playfully punched his shoulder. "Look! I even got dressed to the occasion." She twirled in front of him to show off her legs.

"You mean you dressed less." He emphasized her front where she's wearing a plunging neckline. She didn't bother wearing a bra, opting to use nipple pads.

"If Draken could see you now, he'll surely have an aneurysm at how slutty you look right now." He playfully answered knowing he's telling the truth.

"Oh, shove it." She rolled her eyes at him. "If Drakey's here I won't even get to get out of my penthouse you know that."

"He's just being protective you know."

"I know. He's being like a big papa bear while you're being the cool mum who accompanies her daughter at her very first shag session."

"Oh god, Pace. Shut the fuck up."

Laughing at that, they went in and Pace was immediately welcomed by the sight of older woman being eaten out by a muscly person wearing nothing but a leather brief.

"OH MY FUCKING GOSH 'RE STILL NEAR THE ENTRANCE AND I'M ALREADY SEEING A MAN GOING ALL MUKBANG DOWN THAT OLD LADY'S FOREST LOOKING PUSSY."

Inupi laughed out loud at her outburst but said nothing else as he guided her down to the main attraction. The stage. Seems like there will be a performance as a lot of women and even men are waiting for it.

"Well Pace, allow me to welcome you to The Pleasure Palace."

As he spoke there's a sudden dimming of lights and a spotlight was placed on the center stage.

"Well, it seems like the show will start soon. I'll just stay at the bar while you go get your dream cock." Inupi playfully patted her backside and she shrieked at him looking scandalized. "Inupi! The heck?!"

He just laughed at her. "Your watch has a GPS, should phone become unattended. Please don't lose it. The men here are regularly tested you can ask for their medical certificates at the booker over there." He nods at the booth near the VIP Lounge where she can see two women sitting impassively.

"Enjoy baby girl." He kisses her forehead and saunters to the bar with his Louboutin earning the stares of other people but he paid them no mind.

Her attention immediately went back to the stage when the song from Magic Mike started playing. Pony. She remembered the title. She watched some clips of it before going here.

Four men emerged from the stage wearing robes. She watched with raised brows as they do their routine. Removing their hats, she finally gets a glimpse of their faces and the crowd goes wild too.

Hot fucking damn they look hot as hell. Biting her lips, she suddenly felt hot when the man with a pink hair and the white haired one started raising their hands and did some body waves eyes closed probably getting lost to their routine. The white haired one winked at her direction and bit his lower lip, running his hand from his necktie then suddenly ripped his vest showing off his well packed specs.

Fanning her face because she suddenly felt hot watching these guys, she glanced at Inupi's direction and almost laughed at seeing him staring at the white-haired guy, mouth open in shock. After recovering a bit, he immediately downed his drinks as another round of applause and cheering was heard.

She put her attention back on stage only to see a Scarred hottie being felt up by lots of women as he dances sexily in front of them. The pink haired dude and a white-haired guy with purple highlights started thrusting their hips near the faces of women in front of the stage earning another round of cheering and some people even throwing money at the stage.

Suddenly there was a pause until the music changed as Zayn's Tio played and the spotlight focused on the center stage.

Pace felt her pussy get wet upon seeing the man sitting in the chair nonchalantly at the middle looking bored as the guys around him are busy grinding and thrusting.

Unlike the other guys wearing vest, this one's only wearing a white wifebeater shirt and jeans. He's sporting a long purple hair with highlights. She thinks the style is called mullet or something but didn't really pay attention to that instead focusing on the way his head bobs before she heard Zayn's voice.

He suddenly stood up and started slowly moving his hips in a very captivating manner before slowly raising his shirt, showing off his full pecs but not totally removing his shirt.

Tease. She thought. Biting her lips because she felt hot watching him than any other guys, she decided then and there that this guy will be hers.

He went in the frontmost part of the stage, dropped on the floor and started thrusting his hips eyes closed like he doesn't really care at the people screaming for him. Then, standing up the man removed his shirt sexily staring at the crowd while moving his body.

Holy fucking gosh I wanted him. She internally screamed. He had a body of a Greek warrior. Chiseled chest, dashboard abs. Very manly. This far, she already knows he's a big guy compared to her and that turned her on more. She felt herself get wetter when she saw his tattoo on the left side of his body, going to his arm, midsection and seemingly until his leg. It was covered by pants so she wasn't able to confirm it. She can definitely imagine herself licking him from his earlobes to those full pecs, trailing down his tattoo.

She can also imagine him between her legs too.

Suddenly his eyes landed on her.

Pace smirked on his direction; arms crossed eyeing him challengingly.

His eyes seem to spark a bit before turning around and situating himself at the pole behind him. He sexily removed his pants, revealing only black leather briefs and then started grinding his body onto it seducing everyone – including her. There's something in his lilac eyes that feels like it's speaking to her and she feels like she's drowning onto it. Still staring straight at her, he darted his tongue out and licked his lower lips and grinned at her.

That's when Pace finally made up her mind.

Not losing her gaze at him, she started walking directly at the stage, locating the small stair clisou it. He's still dancing, as if not caring if she was coming near. When there's only a small gap between them, he grabbed her hips and started dancing sexily in front of her. He then proceeded to put his arms around her waist with her back on his front and she could feel his cock growing behind her.

Not caring for the crowd, she grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her right breast.

"Ugh... fuuuck." She muttered, feeling her pussy get wetter. He started massaging it but she faced him and pulled him off the stage.

"How much do you cost? I'm filthy rich I can even buy your soul right this moment. Just fuck me tonight." She told him straight forwardly.

"Wow. You're very straightforward."

Shrugging she started trailing her finger at the tattoo from his shoulder down his body.

"If I want something, I take it." She said not really looking at his eyes. Then, she grabbed the bulge on his front. "And I fucking want you right now."

She looked up only to see him staring intently on her face. He seemed to be looking for something before he nodded.

"Okay Madamme."

"Oh god, please don't call me that." Offering him her hand she introduced herself. "Call me Pace."

Rubbing his neck, he looked at her offered hand before taking it.

"Hello, Ms. Pace. My name is Rindou, you can call me Rin. I guess I'll be fucking you senseless tonight."