The loud, booming music practically pumped my blood. It made my body function in a more creative, appealing way. Dancing was never my ideal way to paying my rent. Ever since I was a child, I was neglected. Eventually, after a DEA drug bust on my crack head parents, I was placed into a foster home. I never had the best time, and being eleven and having to experience all the trauma my little mind dealt with was intense. I have experienced almost every household you can imagine. From the highs to low, qI've had a pretty large handful of the bad situations. Lucky I turned eighteen and had the opportunity to escape the back and forth hell I was trapped in during foster care, but I was extremely low on money. I've tried everything that'll hire me. Fast food, grocery stores, and waitressing. Nothing gave me enough on time though. I was always late on rent and I actually found myself living in my car for four months. I was ready to give up. I was ready to end my misery and finish the final chapter in my story. Everything changed when I met him at the diner.
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Sensual Tension
Fanfiction"Dance for me baby girl," Harry murmured as he brushed my hair behind my ear. His touch sends chills down my spine, "I haven't done that in a long time." "Not even for daddy?" "Anything for daddy." -
