Play with fire and you'll get burned. Dance with desire and you might just fall in love.
The story of a stripper and a guy who can't seem to stay away.
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The bell chimed softly as you stepped into Love Me, bypassing the everyday wear and heading straight for the lingerie section.
Satin, mesh, lace—an array of textures beckoned. This was your ritual, a weekly pilgrimage to ensure your looks stayed ahead of the curve.
As Rosalia always told you, "If you are first, then everyone after you is simply following in your footsteps." The girls at the strip club hated matching with each other, so you made it a point to be the first to get a specific clothing item in hopes of never encountering that situation.
Love Me had the kind of ambience that made time slow down—soft lo-fi music playing overhead, rose-gold racks gleaming under warm lights, and the subtle scent of vanilla clinging to the air. Everything was curated, from the velvet hangers to the silk-lined fitting rooms. Perfect.
One could link your intense appreciation of the boutique with the fact that your best friend SuAh owned it, but you simply couldn't deny a good thing.
While scanning over the racks of satin sets, picking out some new pieces, your phone buzzed in your pocket. Pulling it out, you unlocked it to an incoming message from your best friend.
Kang SuAh: SOS69
Instantly recognising the code, you gave your full attention to your screen. SOS69, among others, were codes that you and SuAh used in emergencies. This one, in particular, meant that whoever sent it had hooked up with a stranger after having one too many drinks and needed to escape. Oddly specific? It was actually a recurring situation.
Picking up SuAh's location, you sent it along with the code to Rosa since she was in closer proximity, before returning to the chat with SuAh.
Y/n: Is everything that belongs to you within eyes' view?
Kang SuAh: Yeah, plus I think he is about to go shower.
Y/n: Okay, as soon as the shower starts running, grab your shit and run. Rosa is on her way there.
Kang SuAh: Got it.
Suddenly, you began to hear noises not too far away. Whipping your head toward the sound, you noticed some store attendants whispering and cackling around the corner.
Curious, you took a few steps toward them. They were observing a cashier at the till. The cashier was in a visibly questionable state. All female employees with long hair had it slicked into a low bun, but hers was loose and drooping with flyaways sticking out in every direction. Her shirt was dishevelled and untucked. On top of all that, her face was burning red.
What happened to her? She looked like she had just gotten into an intense tussle, but the tight-lipped smile plastered on her face implied otherwise.
Noticing that the cashier kept glancing up at a certain spot, you followed her gaze and saw what she had her eyes on—a man not more than four meters away.
