The New Dancer

Employee of the Week

•The New Dancer•
•Employee of the Week•
•Part Four•

It was Saturday night, you had been working at Wildcard for 6 days now and we're the most popular girl in the club.

You had your own playlist of songs to dance to, all sexy and seductive you had hundreds of outfits and you made at least £500 a day in tips. People wanted you for lap dances, private shows even just as their waitress. The clubs profit was sky rocketing due to new customers coming in to see you.

You were backstage getting ready for your next show. You wore a purple corset and black lacy underwear. You had black heels to match. You were just getting your makeup finished when Jason came through the door.

"Hey (y/n) just came to wish you luck, like you need it" he laughed. You and Jason had become really close the past week. He was like a brother to you.

"Thanks Jase, how's your shift going?" You asked while Kayla blended your highlighter in.

"Busy. So many new people here and all for you!" He exclaimed.

"Well what can I say? I'm good" you winked and both laughed.

"I gotta get back, have a good show Lilith, I'll be watching" Jason said then opened the door to leave. He got half his body through the door before he stopped dead still.

"Jase?" You questioned.

Jason reversed back into the room his eyes wide in panic. "Guys boss man is here"

A lot of the girls around gasped and started running around in panic. Fixing their hair and shrieking like gulls.

"Boss man? What Paul? Yeah I saw him earlier big deal." You said standing up getting ready to go out on stage.

Jason walked over to you and placed his hands on your shoulders "no (y/n) I mean the big boss. The Joker."

"The Joker?! He's here?! What for?!" You panicked, the Joker terrified you and you didn't want to get on his bad side.

"Don't worry just get out there and do your show, you're perfect everyone loves you. Just focus on the audience like it's any other night." Jason reassured you.

You took a deep breath and nodded. You walked to the other side of the curtain and gave the thumbs up.

Then a voice came over the speaker "GOOD EVENING LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! ITS THAT TIME YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! GIVE IT UP FOR THE FIREHAWK! LILITH!!" The voice boomed and the crowd screamed.

You stepped out into the spotlight taking in all the faces. You smiled seductively to everyone walking down the catwalk, that's when you caught his eye.

The Joker. Your boss. He was sat on a leather sofa back straight cane in his hand watching you intently. His vibrant green hair shining in the club lights, his dark red lips making him look menacing, his silver grilled teeth bared. His head was cocked to the side as he looked at you like a predator watching his prey. He looked slightly amused but curious as if he was waiting for you to burst into flames like an actual Phoenix.

You got to your pole centre stage and your playlist came on the song "Gasoline" by Halsey came on the speaker first and you started your routine.

Your playlist played through all its songs and you performed your routine. Grinding, dancing and crawling on the stage people stuffing money in your lingerie and throwing more money and roses at you. You licked the bars of your cage and the crowd went wild.

You were hanging from ribbons that were attached to the ceiling stretching and showing your flexibility. You're eyes were dark with seduction, your smile playing on your lips.