Prologue - I Know Who You Are

Philip took his shirt off doing a body roll, right after kneeling to fake a lunge while biting his lips and unbuttoning his pants, sitting on the edge of the stage ending the choreography.

A naughty smile appeared on his face.

People went crazy when the last beat was played, screaming his name and begging for more, like they do every night he works at Lust.

"Thank you guys, it was an awesome night but unfortunately it came to an end, so till next Friday" He thanked everyone with a big smile on his face hearing them scream for him to stay and dance more.

"Oh... and remember… Philip always burns a stage as a Phoenix can burn your soul" Everyone repeated with him going crazy again. 

It was a good night at work again, people who go to Lust Nightclub are always so excited and this always excites him too, decreasing his shyness, and giving him power and confidence.

That's Philip James, 21 years old, majoring in Dance, and yes... He works as a stripper at Lust Nightclub, from Friday to Sunday and he gets well paid for this.

He picked up his cell phone and opened the message he had just received.

|Message|

Mom:

Are you coming home?

Mom:

I'm already hungry? Where's my food, you skinny boy?

Philip:

Mom, did you drink again?

Philip:

What have I told you?

I just get home at 2 AM, so you have to prepare your own food not wait for me.

And I'm not a skinny boy, ma’am!

|Message Closed|

Sometime later, he got home and saw his mom asleep on the couch with many bottles of beer around her and her phone in hand, he pulled her up in a bride style carrying her to her bedroom, covering her with a blanket, leaving a kiss on her forehead then leaving the room.

Going to his own room the red-haired boy left his backpack in the corner just to go straight to the bathroom, taking a long shower to relax his muscles then putting in an oversized hoodie and a boxer.

"Gonna sleep, today's night got me exhausted and tomorrow, actually today, I have to go to college, fucking college." He talked to himself and fell asleep.

|Monday, 6 AM |

He woke up with his alarm ringing.

"No, don't wanna" The boy said while grumbling.

But, it kept ringing and ringing and it was already 6:40 AM, and his classes started at 7 AM.

"This fucking alarm! Shit, I hate Mondays with all my strength."

He got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, this time taking a short shower, wearing black tight jeans, a yellow hoodie, and black Converse. Running out of his house to get into college just in time, seeing his best friend, Aidan Martin, at the gates waiting for him.

"Hi there, Dan!" He said with a big smile.

"Hey Phil, how's going?" The older, for one day actually, said also smiling.

"Going hungry, what about you?"

"Going mad at you for not eating again, Philip, what have I told you? You have to goddamn eat, you have to be healthy you dummy! But I'm good anyways" He said shrugging at the end.

"I know, I know I have to eat and you know you don't have to be like this just because I passed out last week, stop! I'm eating, just on Mondays that's a little complicated you know" He sighed.

"Yes, I damn well know, it's your job and your shitty boss who always puts you to dance a lot more than the others, always making you so tired, that shithead"

"Dan, it's enough, he's my boss and I have to do what he tells me to do or bye-bye job. I'll eat a lot at break time, alright?" Philip said patting Aidan's shoulder

"Yeah, you better! Let's get to class"

Time passed and so did some boring classes, it was break time.

"Finally, my stomach is screaming for food"

"I wonder why" Aidan said with sarcasm.

"I'm eating, geez!" The red-haired boy rolled his eyes.

"Oh, Mark Lewis is coming…" A bright smile appears on Aidan's face but soon disappears "...and so does Mikhail Winters"

"These fuckers"

"Dear Mark right there isn't a fucker like Winters is"

"Yes, he is, and he's trying to fuck you, you know that"

"Sure, I know and want it, sweetie. But he's not like Mikhail Winters"

Aidan says making Philip gasp at the beginning of the phrase.

"Aren't you ashamed of saying something like this?" The younger asked widening his eyes.

"Why should I? Phil, I'm not pure like you"

"How can I be pure while being a stripper?" He said with a smirk on his face.

"You're just a stripper not a slut, you know nothing about naughty things, little Phil" The older said winking at him.

"Shut the fuck up"

Just when he closed his mouth the two males, Lewis and Winters, got to their table.

"Hi, school stripper" Said Mikhail Winters.

"Hi, school slut" Said him with a smirk on his lips.

"Oh he's feisty today, I see! Did you fuck with some nice guy yesterday after your job?"

"What? Shut the fuck up, Winters! I'm not a slut like you, I don't fuck every person I see, I just dance there for your information."

"Are you sure? You seem too happy and confident today, you probably got some dick last night"

He got red by what the brunette said.

"Awn he got red, are you hiding something, little stripper?"

"Stay away from me Mr. Winters, I'm not even gay to fuck with some guy" The red-haired one said with anger boiling in him.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that, little boy." He said grinning slightly.

"What are you talking about, Winters?"

"Nothing that matters now" Mikhail Winters replied biting his lips while looking at the boy from head to toe.

"You're so fucking annoying, you and your bullshit are pissing me off."

Just then it was the end of break, Philip stood up and got back to class, not forgetting to take Aidan with him, who was in another world in a conversation with Mark.

"What are you doing? I was talking with Mark, Philip" Aidan said pouting.

"I'm sorry, but it was the end of break and Winters was pissing the hell out of me."

|Mikhail|

The boy smirked to himself thinking some things about the red-haired boy.

'You sure aren't letting people find out who you are, but you can't hide this from me.'

The brunette got to class, answering everything that was asked to him, and then had some other boring classes, soon was the end of school.

'The way you walk, the way you blush over some topics, and even the way you sway your hips, tells me everything that I need to finally have you' He thought again.

"I bet that every night he fucks at least two people" Said some random guy from his class.

"I bet at least half of the girls from our college fucked with him or want to" Now a girl said it.

"I was at the club yesterday and I bet Philip is so good with his hips that he can make us come so hard" Said another girl while licking her lips with a creepy face, making Mikhail roll his eyes.

'So the topic is that little stripper...'

"I bet he's not what he makes himself to be" Mikhail said to others talking, with a smirk on his face while finishing packing his things, and going out of the classroom not paying attention to what they said to him.

"I'm gonna take the truth out of you, Philip James!" He whispered.