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Stan Parked as close as he could to the night club which just so happen to be a few blocks away. We got out and walked around to see a few other places in the area. We talked to some of the locals and asked their opinion on how a coffee shop would do, and they seemed to be enthusiastic about it.

It began to grow dark and the clubs started opening. We walked toward Jax's and there was a long line waiting to get in. "Are you sure this is the place?" I asked Stan.

"Yeah. I was here just a few weeks earlier talking to the owner."

I checked my watch and it said 8:30. "We might as well wait in line." We stood in line and waited out the 30 minutes. A truck drove by with girls screaming and shouting from the bed. I recognized the girl that handed me the flyer earlier.

One girl hopped off of the and used the lamppost as a pole and spun around it. The men began to go crazy and scream for her. She was beautiful from what I could see, and I was interested to see who this girl was as I saw the same angel wing tattoo that was on the flyer.

After all the girls were in the line finally began to move. As we approached the door the bouncer asked for IDs. I showed him my license and he allowed me in and Stan followed suit.

The inside it was dimly lit and colored in a deep red. There was a stage in front of the building, tables were evenly spaced and at the back was a balcony with a spiral staircase leading up to it.

"Gentlemen, Mr. Jax will see you up on the balcony," a bouncer said approaching. We followed him to the balcony and there was a nicely dressed man in a suit and girl in a corset and garnet set serving him a drink.

"Gentlemen," The man stood up with his arms open wide, "please take a seat and enjoy the show."

We sat down in the chairs placed at the table and looked down at the stage. The lights dimmed and Christina Aguilera's Dirrty started playing over the speakers. The lights began to flash as dancers appeared and took their positions on stage. The center dancer was the last to appear, and she by far was the most intriguing.

Her olive skin was flawless and Every angle of her face was sharp. Her hair was pitch black and pulled into a high ponytail. She had a raven tattooed on her lower hip that was visible due to her low riding shorts. She was hauntingly beautiful, and I wanted to get to know her.

She danced with such passion that it put he other dancers to shame. The way she moved was so graceful and hypnotic I had to fight to keep myself composed and not scream out like the others. When the song ended the lights turned off on the stage.

Mr. Jax said something to the girl, and she set the tray down and ran off toward the stage.

"Gentlemen, I don't mean to be rude when I say this but I'm not selling the club. As you can see business is better than ever."

"How long do you expect to keep this up though, Jax? Yeah that was a nice little number but you can't keep showing the same thing," Stan spoke.

Jax smiled. "Oh but I can keep going all thanks to this beautiful thing." He motioned to the spiral staircase. Ascending up the steps was the dancer that had the whole place smitten by her beauty.

"This is Raven."

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