𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲

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                                    ||𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒉||

I always stare myself down in the mirror before going out on stage. Caressing my soft, deep brown skin my mind would always wonder where I went so wrong in my life.

"Bitch don't start that shit tonight" Jasmine said snapping me out of my misery.

"Whatttt?" I dragged words my words on knowing exactly what she meant

Rolling her eyes she proceeded to say "Because I don't need yo ass in yo feelings tonight. Okay? So you need to go out there and shake this fat ass. It's a fine ass nigga throwing straight hunddos tonight!" She screamed while shaking the money in her hand she had made herself.

"OUUUU SHITTTTT!!!" I yelled excitedly, scrambling to get myself together but as always I was on stage before I knew it.

Feeling the cold metal touch my skin as I twirl and spin around the pole all of my thoughts and worries slowly slipped my mind.

I kept my eyes closed for a few seconds as I wrapped my legs around the pole swinging and shifting my body weight around to twirl and twist.

I've been dancing for a few years now so I knew this place like the back of my hand. I could read and recognize every face that came into Paradise but as I hit a hard split while dropping onto the floor one face caught all of my attention making me tune everyone else out.

I've never seen him around before.

Staring into the darkness of his cold eyes I tried to figure him out. What's a pretty looking boy like him doing around here.

As I Collected all the cash this lovely fat ass brought in tonight and Exited the stage it came to be unsurprising that his eyes were still glued to the shaping of my body.

They wandered down to the glittery lingerie tightly hugging my perky boobs, until Jasmine caught the slightest of his attention with a few drinks. Reluctantly, he passed down the drinks as he still refused to take his dominant eyes off of me.

Giving him a slight show I decided to turn around placing both sets of my middle and ring fingers under my ass and bouncing it twice before walking off. You'd love this ass too if you could see it.

"Blue! Come here baby"

This nigga get on my fucking nerves sometimes, his quirky ass always up to no damn good.

I sat beside him propping my legs up on top of his. I popped my gum as he began rubbing the shiny glittery skin of my thigh. "What you want Braylon?"

He lifted my leg to his face eagerly placing a not so soft kiss on my smooth skin with his ashy lips. "You still messing around with that goofy ass nigga?"

Braylon would always ask me about Keyun. He's the owner of Club Paradise. We met when I was 20 and been together for about 3 years now.

Keyun wasn't good for or to me. He had cheated on me 2 times and let's just say when he gets drunk it's never really a fun time for me.