Page 94 of The Chameleon

“Yes, it appears that one of my boys, Levi, took a shine to your husband. Especially when he found out that the man used to do burlesque shows in Vegas. He somehow convinced your husband to perform with him on stage tonight.” Matteo laughed.

“So long as nobody touches Levi tonight. Otherwise, some of your clients may be leaving with broken noses,” Chase added, stepping up next to the three of them.

“Chase is Levi’s overprotective boyfriend,” Matteo clarified, gesturing toward the bulky man who had just joined them.

Patrick gave Chase a nod. “Yes, we’ve met before.”

Matteo gave Chase a look. “Oh? You have? Another one of your many secrets, Chase?”

Chase blushed. “Patrick helped me with a personal matter a few months ago. Nothing that would fall back on you and your business, M.”

Patrick stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Chase’s shoulders. “And there’s nothin’ wrong with being overly protective of your guy. Anyone so much as looks at my guy the wrong way, they’re gettin’ a blade through the eye.”

“You both realize that you’re standing in a gentlemen’s club where people come to watch guys get naked and flirt with them? That’s how I make my money,” Matteo noted, suddenly wondering if this little impromptu performance was such a good idea. Was he going to be cleaning up a room full of dead bodies once Levi and Sky stepped out on stage?

“That’s not the only way you make your money,” Ares quipped.

“Yeah, well, it’s one of my favorite ways to make it. And I’d like to continue to make money off horny rich men, but if Cerberus and Cujo over here tear apart my clientele, I doubt I’ll have many clients coming back.”

Matteo eyed the hellhound and psychotic dog, wondering how many of his security men it would take to stop them if they chose to attack. Probably way more than he actually had. Patrick had that crazy “I’ll kill you, then wear your skin” look in his eyes, while Chase had that “I’m too stubborn to stop punching you” gaze.

Why was it that testosterone-fueled men always felt the need to swing their dicks around when in a room filled with other protein-fueled men? It was like they loved comparing cock sizes and seeing whose dick was the biggest.

It was that overprotective, possessive attitude that always got Matteo’s dick rock solid, especially when it was directed at him.

Glancing over at Ares, Matteo was caught by the heated gaze of his stare. If it were just the two of them in the room, Matteo was certain that Ares would have pushed him down on the couch and fucked his brains out. Seeing that hungry look in Ares’s eyes made all the blood in Matteo’s brain quickly rush south.

Fuck, his heart was in trouble.

Perhaps it was the expensive champagne or the bursting heat in his groin, but Matteo found himself returning Ares’s heated stare.

Then the lights dimmed.

The massacre… umm,showwas about to begin.

“Welcome esteemed patrons and honored guests. Tonight, we have an extra special guest performance for you all. One man you will recognize as your beautiful bartender—the sexy Vixen from past performances.” The room erupted into cheers and whistles. “The other is a special guest performer visiting us all the way from the United States. He’s a burlesque dancer who’s performed countless shows in Las Vegas and New Jersey. Let’s give a warm round of applause for Levi and Skyler!” the announcer shouted over the screams of the audience.

The room went wild. Matteo couldn’t help but be filled with pride at the love and excitement shared by all those in the room for Levi. When Matteo first found Levi, he was nothing more than a timid runaway. Now, all these years later, Levi was a force of nature… a being who commanded the stage and brought men to their knees.

Listening to the cheers fill the theatre, Matteo smiled. These cheers were for Levi.

Down below, red smoke began to drift slowly over the stage while a sinful orchestra of music began to play.

Overhead, a large silver hoop began to lower.

Holding on to the exterior, with his legs crossed one over the other, a man wearing a silver G-string smiled as he made his descent down from the heavens.

The crowd cheered.

When the hoop came to a standstill, Skyler stepped out and placed his hands on his hips, striking a pose as only a sex goddess could. He stood in the center of the stage, the light shimmering off the dragon-scale shoulder pads that matched his choker and armbands.

Harnessing the power of the dark phoenix, Skyler raised his hand before breathing fire out into the audience.

The room gasped before exploding into applause.

“Holy fuck,” Jared whispered, standing over Matteo’s shoulder.

“I think I just shot my load,” Isaac added.

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