"Hunter have you got everything?" Y/n asked walking outside her apartment, a hand instantly grabbed the back of her neck.
"How many times have I told you? Huh! How many times have I told you not to wear that you don't get enough tips" Hunter spat harshly.
"Go change" he said pushing her back through the doorway, she hit the floor thanks to the platform heels.
"Hunt please the other one isn't comfortable, you know what happened last time" Y/n whined lightly still feeling the cuts under the comfortable bra.
"Go or you'll be dancing topless again" Hunter whispered in her ear, she quickly nodded.
Y/n changed into the uncomfortable bra that might as well have just been a bikini top that was two sizes too small.
"Come on I need my money" Hunter said gripping her arm.
"Baby it's alright" Y/n said softly knowing she lost tips everytime she was marked up.
"Just hurry up, I'll be here I'm not coming tonight" Y/n nodded and quickly moved down the corridor and out of the building thankful for the long dress that covered her dancing outfit.
Y/n sighed seeing the large amount of bikes and bikers out front knowing it was either going to be an extremely rough night for tips or a very good one, it was either one or the other when it came to bikers.
A whistle met her ears and she smiled waving seductively at the boys lifting her dress up just a little another whistle followed and she smiled moving round the back of the club to get inside.
Y/n stripped the dress off placing her belongings in the small locker and instantly began working the poll thankful for the bikers, she must have been dancing for half an hour at most and by the looks of it she had already made $200.
Y/n quickly picked up the notes and moved back stage shoving them in her locker so none of the other girls would get them.
"There's a biker asking out front for ya, wants a private dance!" Clark shouted over the music.
"Which room?" She asked loudly.
"Three there's two other guys in there alright?" Clark asked she only nodded and moved out of the curtain and towards the other rooms heading straight for room 3.
"Hi Darlin" the blond man said softly cigarette in mouth, she put on her best smile.
"Poll or dance gentlemen?" She asked softly.
"Both please Dall" the blonde one said she only nodded as the music got louder, she moved towards the poll first and continued dancing as more men walked in clearly they were doing a deal most of them didn't even look up at her until one of them asked if she could take her bra off.
"Sure sweetheart you know thats double?" Y/n said with the best fake smile, the three original men nodded and she continued until finally the blonde asked if she could move towards them.
Y/n obviously did.
"You can touch but keep it as PG as you can" Y/n said softly they only smiled the men that had walked in instantly reached for her while the bikers kept their hands to themselves which she was surprised at.
The touchy men soon left once the time finished.
"Thanks Dall" the blonde one said softly she smiled and nodded turning back to retrieve her bra until she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Are ya alright?" The Scotsman asked his hand lifting her arm he saw multiple bruises and then looked down at her legs.
"Yeah, I'm alright fell off the poll a couple days ago" she said quickly he nodded as the blonde and dark haired one looked at her they all knew the lie but left. Y/n thought back to the incident where Hunter had pulled her off the poll and threw her against the stage.
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