Prologue
Nashvilleisknownasthe Music Capital of the World. A city filled with southern culture, honky-tonks, and a nightlife that’s worth its weight in denim and diamonds.
Feel free to leave your life, love, and all those inhibitions behind. You won’t need them where you’re going.
What happens here stays here. There is no secret Broadway can’t keep, not a single one.
The heart of the city is filled with live music and line dancing for those who need an escape from reality.
No one sleeps here; we run on alcohol and caffeine twenty-four-seven. Sure, the bars close at 3 a.m., but that's only what can be seen on the surface.
There’s a deeper level to Music Row that often goes unnoticed. Unless you know exactly where to look.
Husbands may come for the whiskey and live music, but their wives come for us—more than once, if they're lucky.
It’s not just the married ones who come for easy entertainment either.
The single women are even more fun to play with, desperate and thirsty for attention. They’re the ones who believe they can take us home at the end of the night—or at least try.
We’re not strippers; we don’t accept tips or dollar bills in our tight-fitting boxers that leave almost nothing to the imagination.
We’re dancers, performers, entertainers.
You can touch us all you want; in fact, we encourage it.
But at the end of the show, we no longer belong to you.
We are the men who run this city.
We are the men of the underground.
We are theMen Under Revue.
Ravishthe women…
Reignworldwide…
Revuefirst and forever…
Chapter 1
Rhylan
Present Day
Obsession.
Something that drives the most rational men straight into the pit of insanity.
Right before graduating high school, I’d devoted myself to a woman; the popular girl who shared classes and cafeteria tables but never even knew I existed.
For years, I chased her like a shot of whiskey, feeling the burn beneath my skin as she slid into the arms of men who could never fully understand her worth.
It wasn’t until my life took a dramatic turn that I finally found the confidence to step out of the dark and into her line of sight.
I wouldn’t be the shadow that trailed behind her as the sun went down on Main Street anymore; instead, I’d be the man she’d been begging to discover. Showing up at the right damn time.
There wasn’t a single thing she could do to escape me.
