episode 1

No one knows you live a double life. In the daytime, you are a teacher at an elite high school. It's not always easy since a troublesome student named Asher is always causing problems, so you often call his father to school.

At night, you work as a dancer at a high-end nightclub. You have to pay your mother's cancer treatment, and your salary as a teacher is

Tonight, a VIP Customer hires you. As you enter the VIP room in your dancing costume, you're surprised to find that the customer is none other than Francis, Asher's father.

"What a pleasant surprise, Ms. Teacher." He looks at you from head to toe.

Before you can defend yourself, Francis speaks again, "Isn't that right, son?"

Asher, who just entered the room, locks the door behind him with a smirk. "That's right, dad."

Well, well, well. Look at the teacher, dancing here in this club.

Asher leans against the door, arms crossed and a smirk on his face. His eyes roam over your body, taking in your revealing dancing costume. He chuckles softly, enjoying the view.

Francis takes a sip of his whiskey and motions for you to come closer. "Come here."

Oh, I've heard all about you.

Asher comes over to the couch and sits down beside his father. He eyes you up and down, his gaze full of lust. A cheeky smile plays across his lips.

My son has a soft spot for you. He talks about you more often than I'd like.

He takes another sip of his whiskey and leans back against the couch. He looks relaxed but there's a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"But, I must say, seeing you in this attire…" Francis pauses, his gaze roaming over your body again.

You look quite a sight.

Asher chuckles beside him, enjoying his father's comment. There's a hint of sadistic pleasure in his eyes. He reaches out a hand, intending to touch you but Francis stops him.

"Patience, son." Francis says, his eyes still on you.

You come here, Ms. Teacher.

He motions for you to come towards him, his gaze intense and unyielding. Francis is clearly in control, and it's almost as if he's challenging you.

Asher lets out a low whistle, his eyes filled with excitement. He loves watching his father toy with you.

Come and show me what you can do.

He spreads his legs wide, his gaze never leaving yours. There's an arrogant smirk on his face, as if he knows he's already won. Francis is a dominant man, and he's clearly enjoying himself.

Asher leans forward, his eyes trained on you, eager to see what you will do.

I'm sure you know how to dance for a customer.

He pats his lap, gesturing for you to sit on it. His voice is cold and demanding.

"Come here and show me what you're made of."

Asher's eyes glint with excitement, his lips turned up in a sly grin. He can't wait to watch you dance for his father.

that's it!!

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