Chapter 64: Debts
At Gentleman’s Club
Alexander loosened his necktie and tossed it aside, feeling the weight of the night pressing down on him as he waited in the dimly lit VIP room. He had arrived earlier than usual at the Gentleman’s Club, intent on getting answers from Rain—answers she’d been avoiding for too long. The private lounge only added to the tension, its luxurious silence amplifying his frustration.
Tonight, he was determined to confront her, to uncover the truth behind her actions. The thought of her performing for others, dancing seductively under dim lights, made his blood boil. It was an image he couldn’t shake—a stark contrast to the Rain he knew or thought he knew.
He unbuttoned his shirt, trying to dispel the sudden wave of heat and the suffocating sensation tightening around his chest. He wasn’t sure if it was anger, jealousy, or something else entirely, but it was driving him mad.
The door finally creaked open, and his breath hitched as Rain entered, disguised as Twilight. Her dress was another piece of temptation, hugging her body in all the right places. He couldn’t help but be reminded of the night he had seen what lay beneath that dress—every curve, every inch of her etched into his memory.
He muttered a curse under his breath, unable to fully control his reaction.
Rain’s voice broke the silence, smooth and teasing as she approached him with that signature smile. "I heard you booked me exclusively tonight, but you don’t want me to perform? Just to stay here with you?"
Her words were laced with a challenge, but Alexander could see the layers beneath—the guarded walls she’d built around herself. He wasn’t here to play games. He wanted the truth, and he was prepared to do whatever it took to get it.
"Why are you doing this, Rain?" he asked, his voice low and controlled, though the tension was evident. "You’re better than this. You don’t need to parade yourself in front of these men."