Paige's POV
Making her way to the back of the club, Paige found a metal door with the same symbol as the one on the card she was now holding up to verify. She knocked on the door, and it was opened by a large, overly stocked man with shades. How cliché, Paige thought as she handed him the card. The man inspected it without saying a word before moving aside to let her enter.
She took another sip of her drink before walking through the metal doorway into what appeared to be a separate VIP lounge that's atmosphere could only be described as some kind of creepy, underground, erotic dungeon.
It had a separate, lavish bar with two raised poles at each side of the room. The two nude dancers had a number of uncomfortable looking chains dangling from their bodies as they sensually grinded on the
