Midnight Velvet

Chapter 1: The Invitation

The neon lights of Midnight Velvet pulsed like a heartbeat, casting a sultry glow over the sea of bodies grinding to the bass-heavy music. Felix adjusted the frilly black-and-white maid costume that clung to his lean frame, the short skirt barely covering his thighs as he mixed a cocktail behind the bar. His sharp jawline and mischievous smirk drew eyes from every corner of the strip club, but he played it cool, tossing a wink at a regular as he slid a drink across the counter.

'Looking for a tip, or just a tease tonight, sweetheart?' the customer purred, leaning in close.

Felix chuckled, his voice low and dripping with charm. 'Honey, I don’t play for tips. I play for thrills. Keep dreaming.' He turned away, his hips swaying just enough to leave the guy wanting more. Felix wasn’t just a bartender in a costume—he was a goddamn showstopper, and he knew it.

Across the room, Hyungjin watched from the VIP balcony, his dark eyes locked on Felix like a predator sizing up prey. As the owner of Midnight Velvet, Hyungjin exuded power in his tailored black suit, a glass of whiskey in one hand, the other resting on the railing. His gaze was intense, hungry, and Felix could feel it burning into him even from a distance. A smirk curled Hyungjin’s lips as he raised his glass in a silent toast, then tilted his head toward the private elevator leading to his office.

Felix’s heart kicked up a notch, but he didn’t flinch. He poured another shot, downed it himself, and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. 'Boss wants a word,' he muttered to his coworker, who just grinned knowingly. 'Don’t keep him waiting, maid boy. He’s not the patient type.'

'Oh, I’ll make him wait just long enough,' Felix shot back with a wicked glint in his eye. He smoothed his skirt, adjusted the lace choker around his neck, and sauntered toward the elevator, every step deliberate, every glance over his shoulder a challenge. The ride up was short, but the tension building in his chest made it feel like an eternity. When the doors opened, Hyungjin was already there, leaning against his desk, the city skyline glittering through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him.

'Close the door, Felix,' Hyungjin said, his voice smooth as velvet but laced with something dangerous. 'We’ve got business to discuss.'

Felix obeyed, but not without a smirk. 'Business, huh? Is that what we’re calling it now? ‘Cause from where I’m standing, it looks like you’ve got something else on your mind.' He crossed his arms, cocking a hip defiantly. 'Spill it, boss. What’s the game tonight?'

Hyungjin’s eyes darkened, a slow grin spreading across his face as he straightened, closing the distance between them in three predatory steps. 'Oh, darling, it’s no game. I’ve been watching you all night, teasing every poor soul down there. But I’m not them. I don’t beg. I take.' He reached out, brushing a finger under Felix’s chin, tilting his face up. 'And tonight, I’m taking you.'

Felix’s breath hitched, but he didn’t back down. 'Big words for a man who’s still fully dressed. You gonna talk me to death, or are you gonna show me what you’ve got?' His voice was sharp, daring, and it lit a fire in Hyungjin’s gaze.

Without another word, Hyungjin’s hand slid to the back of Felix’s neck, pulling him into a bruising kiss that tasted of whiskey and raw need. Felix pushed back just as hard, his fingers digging into Hyungjin’s suit jacket, their tongues clashing in a battle for dominance. The heat between them was electric, and Felix could already feel himself getting hard under the flimsy fabric of his costume. Hyungjin’s other hand roamed lower, gripping Felix’s ass through the skirt, a low growl escaping his throat.

'Fuck, you’re a mouthy little thing,' Hyungjin panted, breaking the kiss to nip at Felix’s jaw. 'Let’s see how long that lasts when I’ve got you bent over my desk.'

Felix grinned, his voice husky. 'Try me, boss. I don’t break easy.'

Hyungjin’s eyes gleamed with promise as he pushed Felix back toward the desk, his hands already working to hike up the skirt, revealing the bare skin beneath. The air was thick with anticipation, the promise of something raw and explosive hanging between them. Felix’s pulse raced, his body already aching for more, wet with desire and ready to push every limit Hyungjin dared to cross.

To be continued...