Author pov
"We are being late. The show is gonna start in few minutes. Hurry up, girl. " One of the girl informed Bella. They were already late for today's show in the club.
The green-eyed girl had no emotion in her eyes. She has to do this again. Again! In front of thousands people, she has to go. She has to face them.
A place where many men, who are mostly billionaires and some pervert peoples will watch her dance. She needed to tolerate their thirsty looks and perverted gaze.
She heaves a deep sigh before inhaling a deep breath. This is what she does every night. After all, it's her regular job. She needed to do that no matter what. She just comes here to do her performance, nothing else.
" Ariana, we are being late. Today the club's boss is coming. Everyone is looking for you. " The girl again calls her name, which is obviously a fake one.
Nobody knew her real identity. She doesn't want people to know about her- about her being a stripper.
which is indeed the bitter reality.
" You can go, I will be there in 5. " She replied. The girl nodded and left her alone.
Bella holds the veil in her hand and wears it, revealing her eyes only. Her green eyes were looking mesmerising, beautiful enough to catch anyone's attention.
She didn't wear any makeup since she didn't need to show her face, just a bit of eye makeup was enough to make her look stunning.
She stares at herself in the mirror and again sighs while looking at her own reflection in the mirror.
Is this who she really is? She feels so disgusted. Yes, she does love to do dance.
But you see, erotic dance was not what she wished for. She never wanted to do anything like this but to survive, this is what she needs to do.
She was the one who did everything, who agreed to accept all the consequences.Now she is the one who has to suffer.
Her eyes were cold, dead, as always. Lifeless. This is what she felt all the time. The pain was still there but she refused to acknowledge that. She inhales a deep breath for the last time, before stepping downstairs.
MeanwhileJack's pov:
I can not forget her. She was getting me mad. She is making me insane. I chuckle. No! She has already made me crazy and desperate for her. Only I, myself know how much I tried but I still can't forget her. Two freaking months have already been passed. But still, she is not leaving my mind.
I know everyone thinks of me as a mad guy. How can a guy like me can get such mad for someone just by looking at their eyes that too for a short amount of time.
If I wanted, I could easily give up searching for her and could have any other woman I wished instead of her.
But no! I can't. I just can't.
In fact, no one can. How can someone forget such a fairy-like beauty? I just knew that she was something.Her eyes were telling me something. Something different. There was something about her eyes, making me think that she had so many secrets in them.
Her those green eyes..
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