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𝘣𝘺 𝘹𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘖𝘌𝘚𝘍𝘈𝘓𝘓.
The only word to describe her: transcendent.
She expertly swirled her irresistible hips, the multi-colored lights beaming down on her visibly flawless complexion. A sinful sparkle illuminated her [e/c] eyes, shadowed by lusciously thick lashes, accompanied by high cheekbones and full, vibrant red lips.
She had a rare beauty, one that could make you question if she was of this world or conjured from a dream. The way she danced drowned out the low thrum of the heady music. Her movements were expertly fluid, and every second was a highlight moment, the kind any man would pay to see again and again.
And they did just that.
Inside the theatre-converted-club, all kinds of shady and rich people leisurely lounged on leather sofas, sipping their alcohol of choice in their designer suits and dresses, some covertly snorting coke in the shadows, letting the entertainment grind against them. Scantily-dressed girls twirled from table to table under the vaulted ceilings with glowing chandeliers, a smile on their face but a sadness in their eyes.
With the lights dimmed and the spotlight hitting the stage, it was clear who commanded the most attention.
The siren's outfit was just as revealing as her backup dancers', but her figure was well beyond impressive, accentuated by her practiced movements. She must have done this routine a hundred times. Defined muscles, soft curves, and the sharp edges of her glossy [h/c] hair made for a deadly combination, especially with her pronounced cheekbones.
Obito Uchiha, a twenty-seven-year-old man with a hard exterior clothed in an impeccable all-black suit, was comfortably settled into a chaise lounge, twirling a thin black straw in his glass of whiskey on ice. Make no mistake about it: this haunt was not a place he would normally spend his free time, but his...occupation...often called for him to submerge himself in numerous unfavored places and situations.
At least here, everyone steered clear of him. While he was as unassuming as the next person here, he always carried a cold air of do not approach.
After all, being an underboss for the Uchiha mafia had its pros and cons.
The head honcho, as Obito thinks of him, is Madara Uchiha—a mob boss and the undisputed leader of the family. Obito himself acted as a powerful second-in-command, and though he had no desire to take over the family business later down the road, he takes his job very seriously.
