Page 57 of Nails

“As I mentioned earlier, the men who come in here are powerful.They expect the best service.Your job is to escort clients to their table and make sure they’re taken care of, and the atmosphere is enjoyable.”

Riley bit her lip.“Umm…when you say enjoyable.Does that mean that I have to—”

Adam chuckled as he shook his head.“No, love.When I say ‘enjoyable,’ I mean making sure everyone in the party is happy with the service provided.And I just know that your beautiful smile and kindness will make our guests here very happy.Now, I will say that we do have some VIPs who do expect extra services from a few of our hostesses and dancers, though from talking with you, I can already tell that you aren’t ready for that.”

He was talking about sexual services.

Riley forced a laugh.“You would be right.I think for now, I’ll stick to drinks and friendly banter.”

Adam grinned, but then his tone turned serious.“We run a safe club here.However, there are times when a situation arises where a man won’t take no for an answer.If you ever feel uncomfortable at any time, find me or one of the bouncers.We also have cameras everywhere that are monitored from open to close.Believe me when I say that you’ll have eyes on you from the moment you step inside the club until you leave.”

Riley nodded and mentally filed that information away.“Good to know.”

He then led her to the back wall of the VIP area, where she counted ten doors that were closed.Each door was black with a number painted in white on it.

“These are our private rooms,” he said with a knowing smirk.“I don’t think I need to explain what these are used for.”

“No.I get the picture,” she said, forcing another shy smile, playing along, even as her stomach turned at the thought of what goes on in those rooms.

“Come on.I’ll show you the staff area.”

He led her back through the club and down a short hallway.They stopped in front of a black door with the word private written in both English and Chinese.Adam punched in another code, and when the lock clicked, he pushed it open.

His hand settled at the small of her back as he guided her inside.At first, the contact made her tense, but she pushed through it.

“Back here is the staff area,” he said, pointing things out.“Bathrooms, a break area, storage rooms, and the changing rooms.”

He opened the door to the ladies’ changing room, and Riley was surprised at how nice it was.There were three private shower stalls, lockers, and even a small sitting area.

As they came out of the changing room, Riley noticed another door with a keypad attached near the back door.

“What is that door to?”she asked casually.

Adam smirked.“That leads to the second floor, where my office is, along with the surveillance room and my private VIP suite area.”His tone darkened slightly with his following words.“The second floor is strictly off-limits unless I bring you up.That goes for everyone.”

Of course, the part of the club that she really wanted to check out was off limits.

Riley swallowed hard before forcing a soft chuckle.“Good to know.The last thing I want is to break a rule and get in trouble.”

Adam stepped closer, his gaze locking onto hers.“I don’t know…you breaking a rule could be fun for both of us.”

His words were smooth, but alarm bells blared in her head, warning her that danger was lurking.

Before she could respond, he cleared his throat and stepped back.“Any other questions?”

She latched onto the opportunity to change the subject.“What is the pay?”

He grinned as if knowing she was trying to deflect the attention away from her.

“I pay all my hostesses twenty U.S.dollars an hour, which is paid in cash at the end of each shift.The real money you’ll make comes from the tips.And the tips will depend on your level of service.The top hostesses here bring in anywhere from $500 to $1,000 per night in tips.Sometimes even more.Again, it depends on the client and the level of service.”

Riley nodded as she tried to wrap her head around all this.

“When would you like for me to start?”

“How about tomorrow?The doors open at seven.Most of the girls get here between five and six.”

“Tomorrow’s perfect.”