Purple Reign - H.S |A.U|

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Chapter Two - PURPLE REIGN

  All of the neon lights in the room that were once flashing and beaming down on the audience were replaced with darkness, the only source of light coming from the functioning bulb that sat right above the single pole that stood in the middle of the stage. Parting the curtains, Emerald stepped through them and went into her position, sliding the trench coat down her shoulders to expose them and a small amount of her breasts.

The music began to blast through the atmosphere, queuing Emerald to start her walk down the stage. Her hips swayed with the beat until she stood underneath the light, her outfit glistening and shining so fucking bright— almost blinding. But nobody cared about that. They just cared about watching those addicting thighs, legs, breasts and luscious lips.

Emerald slowly slid her trench coat down her arms, building the temptation in the crowd by teasing so fucking carelessly, having everyone at the edge of their seats with curling toes. Spinning around, she showed off her caramelized back and the dragon tattoo that ran down her spine so beautifully in the colors of red and black.

She continued teasingly sliding the coat down until the material reached her wrists, now exposing her oil coated ass. The crowd began to whistle, but kept their comments at a minimum, knowing how quick Emerald would be to put them in their place. It's happened on multiple occasions before she gained the ultimate respect she currently had.

Moving her hips side to side in a slow motion, she finally dropped the coat and kicked it off the stage. Bending down, she touched her ankles then slowly slid her hands up her legs seductively as she straightened herself up again, a small dark chocolate curl falling on her forehead.

Emerald then turned around and wrapped her hand and leg around the pole, spinning around the silver pole elegantly and taking her audience into a different level of ecstasy by simply gazing at her soft skin glide. Departing from it, she stood directly in front of the light that beamed on her from the back of the room, her honey brown eyes twinkling like the nighttime stars.

Her hands planted on her breasts from the outside of her diamond filled top, caressing and kneading them so effortlessly whilst moving her hips side to side before slowly bending her knees to be leveled with the hungry men in front of her. Instead of throwing the money like they do for the other dancers, the men politely handed her their entire stack of ones.

Emerald blew a kiss their way after retrieving her money then stood back up, now hovering over the greedy men again. This was what she loved most about her job. She could have everything her way without any worries. Of course, it took a fight for her to get full control throughout her time being at Hennessy strip but she earned it. She fucking earned it.

Her eyes found their way to the back of the room, where she normally preferred to look so she wouldn't be reminded of how much she truly disliked this job. It paid good and she was the talk of the town when it came to the reasoning why the club was so damn popular, but she hated being known as the stripper. She hated that almost everyone has seen her body parts.

Working as a stripper definitely has it's pros and cons.

As her hand reached up to the strap on her top, her eyes locked with a pair that seemed to have stood out in strange way. It was dark in the far back, but she couldn't help but notice his business attire that made him more of an eye catcher. Is this the person Carter was speaking about? Emerald thought to herself.