Chapter 19: Sierra

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The crowd erupted into applause, their eager faces hidden behind masks in the club's permanent masquerade theme. I moved with the music, my body swaying seductively, dressed in a baby blue thong and bra with delicate lace detailing on my thighs. The wig brushed against my bare shoulders, and the contact lenses gave my eyes an otherworldly look.

Dollar bills rained down, sticking to my skin as I spun around the pole, the crowd's energy feeding my performance. Amid the cheers, a tall man in a deep purple mask and blonde hair caught my eye. He watched me intently, his gaze almost overpowering the music. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed a large amount of money onto the stage, making me falter slightly.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle cut through the music, followed by a voice calling, "Damn, you're sexy!" My eyes darted to the mysterious man, whose expression shifted from intrigued to furious. His jaw tightened, eyes narrowing, and fists clenched.

He turned abruptly and disappeared into the shadows, leaving me unsettled as the crowd continued to cheer. I finished my routine, the applause ringing in my ears, but my mind was focused on the man in the purple mask and his unexpected reaction.

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