Locking Eyes

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when i woke up, i was backstage at Club Ceon, our premium night-night club. Club Neon and Cleon had merged not too long ago. It didn't matter, because the staff was mostly the same either way. "He's here, when will (y/n) wake up? We need her to impress him!" Whispered Kimberly angrily. "I don't know, Kimberly! I don't control how long someone stays asleep after they faint!" Grumbled Bella, one of the bartenders of the club. 

"Ladies, ladies, chillax. I'll dazzle our customers." I didn't have to open my eyes to know the voice. Ken, the obnoxious stripper. He'd been hired only a week ago, and he thought he was better than anyone else. Every woman who worked at Club Cleon and Ceon hated him. "Ken, the customer  we're trying to, quote unquote, 'dazzle' is Him." "Him?" "Yes! Ugh, just get out of the way, go bother Gwen or something!" "That," Ken winked, "Is my favorite part of the job." 

"(y/n)! You're awake!" Bella exclaimed. I groaned. "My head..." "Pop an Ibuprofen and get out there. He's here." Kimberly rolled her eyes. "Donathan! The limo needs to be parked behind the VIP Lounge,  not the front door! He'll never be satisfied with that!" She screamed into her phone.

I sighed. I supposed I had no choice. I put on my best outfit and made my way to the pole.

And then we made eye contact. 

Just for a split second.

His glasses were down, and I stared into his eyes.

Tonight I would have to work the hardest I'd ever worked before.

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