Jimin's POV
I'm tired. I've been staying up at night because I didn't want to sleep. Like Kai could've done something to me while I'm sleeping.
It's best to be awake so I know what's happening.
I've been sleeping on my breaks. Jungkook has been coming to the club more often than before. He's been looking out for Kai ever since that night. That guy who I danced for before I came here about 2 more times. And as lucky as I was I got to dance for him and his friend again.
And he paid me a lot. I wonder where he works. He must have a real fancy job to be paid like that.
Unlike me who's poor and who's working as a stripper just to put warm food on a table for me plus a roof over me.
I've always complained about my body. But when I get up on stage or when I give someone a table dance I'm more confident in my body now. The words the customers say to me makes me wonder why I hated my body in the first place.
" Jimin? "
I look up to see Taehyung. He sighed in relief knowing it was just him and not someone else.
" Yeah? "
" Uhh your shift is gonna start soon. You better get cleaned up." He said before walking off.
I sighed and got up. I walked downstairs and down the hallway to the dressing room. I usually go in there to get ready now, because I don't trust my room anymore after what had happened to me.
I sat down at my station and looked at myself in the mirror. Then I took a hair brush and brushed my hair. Trying to fix it before I had to go up on stage and dance.
Then afterwards I started putting on concealer, then fixed my eyebrows, and put a tint color lipstick.
I finished and walked to my locker in the back and deciding on what to wear. Maybe the skirt with the crop top and fishnets will work. I grabbed everything and went to the bathroom and changed.
After a few minutes I walked back upstairs to the main floor. I looked around before walking to see if anyone wanted a dance. Then someone caught my eye. It was him. The guy who I've been thinking about since I first danced for him.
I walked over.
" You wanna dance? " I asked shyly.
He looked at me with no expression. His dark brown eyes was looking all over my body making me slightly turn red. He then patted his lap and I didn't hesitate to move.
Firstly I straddled his waist. He gripped my thighs making me let out a small gasp. I slowly started grinding on him moving my hands over my chest and up towards my neck. I closed my eyes letting my body take over me. The music was still going making me do some small body rolls. I felt his cold hands on my hips. I bit my lip at the sudden touch. I then get off his lap and turn around to he could take a look at my ass. I bent over and slightly raised my skirt up so he could see.
I noticed he was enjoying everything I did. He bit his lip and then I sat back on his lap and started rolling my hips again. I pushed my hair back and licked my lips.
I have no idea why I was acting like this only to him? It's something that I've never done to any other costumer that comes in. Nor do I do it to the people in the VIP room.
There was just something about this guy that made me go crazy and lose control of my own body.
His hands were cold and veiny. His skin was pale like a vampire. It felt like I was somewhere else with him. I grind on him again making him groan and I thought of the sounds he would make if we went to the special rooms.
" you make me go crazy you know that huh." He said before attacking my neck again. I grip his shoulders letting out small gasps and whimpers.
His hands roamed around my body making there way down to my ass, squeezing them making me moan softly and that allowed him to push his tongue in my mouth. Exploring every inch making me let out small whimpers.
What I was thinking was making me sweat and my breathing got heavier. He noticed on how I changed my actions.
" What are you thinking about? " He asked before gripping my thighs.
I turned around and looked at him in the eye. I saw him smirking making me blush. His touch was soft yet I could melt at the feeling.
" I w-want to go to the special rooms with you."
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The Dancer
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