𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵

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𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑬𝒀 𝑴𝑨𝑲𝑬𝑹
𝑨 𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒙𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄

edit: I noticed a lot of people where confused with the names of two irrelevant character. I did not choose the names based on their experience, pls do not forget that names are universal and just because someone has the same name as an anime character that person must not be the anime character. thank you for ur attention and enjoy reading!

edit 2: the first few chapters are horribly cringe i deeply want to apologize for my past writing skills

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𝑭eeling the cold air brush against your knees you sighted. You had a late night shift once again. It was the third one this week.

If that girl wouldn't always ditch her damn shift, I would've been home by now, you scoffed.

You didn't want to leave your younger sister all alone at home. Tonight was supposed your movie night. Emphasis on supposed.

You walked past the security guards, the two broad men sending you a sweet smile. Todo and Kirishima were there since your first day at the strip club.

They had kept most of the creeps away, which you were really thankful for, and gave you a good time at the club.

You playfully winked at them and made your way backstage to get changed.

"Yo! Y/n!" a voice behind you called out. You turned around and a smile covered your face as you recognized who had called you.

"Aiko! How's buisness?" you asked as you took your friend into a bone crushing hug.

You hadn't seen her in a month because she decided to focus on her clothing business. She had always wanted to be a designer, but she never had the money to, so she made a quick decision to earn money as quick as possible by working at a strip club.

"It's fine actually. My clothes are selling well and I'm happy," she beamed. You grinned at her, happy to hear such good news after your evening had been ruined.

"But why're you here? Isn't today your free day?" Aiko frowned as she watched you face twist in annoyance.

"Yeah it's supposed to be my free day but because Mei couldn't come today I had to step in for her," you explained rolling your eyes.

You didn't like Mei. Rather you despised her. Her and the way she would steal your potential customers while swinging her long blonde hair.

Aiko groaned. "I hate her. I don't even know why the boss keeps her around. I bet they fuck. I don't think he would give her the job if they didn't," Aiko wondered out loud.

"Agreed. She can't even dance well. Anyways I gotta change. The show starts in twenty minutes." You gave your friend a hasty kiss on the cheek while sprinting to the changing rooms.

Most of the women inside where either done or as good as with their make-up. You hurriedly fixed your hair and put on some make-up.

Satisfied with yourself you choosed a simple outfit for today's night. A red thong combined with a matching tight top that perfectly hugged all your curves.

The door opened and you turned around, seeing Stacey, the manager of the club. You weren't sure if it was here real name, but you weren't sure about most of the people here either.

After all, you also used a nick-name. Only Aiko knew your real name and you wished it to be stay that way.

"We'll have something to announce after we close so please stay until the end. It's very important."

Stacey took a look at her watch before continuing. "The show's about to start. Get your hot asses out of here and get your cash!" she motivated the others.

The women cheered and quickly got out of the dressing room. You took a deep breath before going on autopilot.

Being on stage felt different. You weren't the same up there with all of those hungry eyes eyeing you as if you were a delicious meal and they were starving to death.

You managed to do the job for more than a year. You were practiced. It was always the same thing over again after all.

Flirting with foolish men, get them to spend their money, dance, throw winks here and there, sweet talking. It was the routine you had grown to accept.

You didn't hate it, but you wouldn't say you loved it either. You only did this job because it payed well and you get to spend time with your sister most of the day.

If you keep earning what you did now, you would be able to pay the hospital bills within three years.

It felt like forever but you weren't rich. You had to work for your money and your dreams. You weren't born with a silver spoon in your mouth, but rather with poisoned food and a pile of responsibilities on your shoulders.

As you and the other women stepped on stage your heels left a rhythmic sound behind. The music started playing and you went to get yourself a good pole.

You were popular, no doubt. Some people often just came here to enjoy your service. But it was better for you, since you made more money that way.

And as long as you got your money, you would continue doing that job. Money is all you need in society nowadays, right?

The music started and you mentally prepared yourself for what was about to happen.

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