Thinking of the Devil

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The way you move is like a full on rainstorm

And I'm a house of cards

You're the kind of reckless

That should send me runnin'

But I kinda know that I won't get far

And you stood there in front of me

Just close enough to touch

Close enough to hope you couldn't see

What I was thinking of

Taylor Swifts - "Sparks"

Chapter Three

Lohan's POV

I was watching, as a perfectly crafted ebony, work her ass on the erect pole in front of me. She was only clothed in a bright pink bra and matching panties. The slow rhythm she worked her body around the pole, and the seducing glances she threw at me wasn't affecting me. My mind was occupied by some other woman...a brunette to be particular.

I was in a private booth, at a strip club and was getting drunk. Why, you ask me? because, not once, not a single person, has denied me of what I wanted. But today, she managed to do so. And this sole reason was making me livid. After all that rejection isn't even worth it.

"Come here", I slurred to the ebony. I tried to sit up, but spilled my drink onto my dark blue jeans. I gave up and slumped back onto the couch.

She walked over to me and sat on my lap. I hadn't noticed she had stripped off whatever she had, while I was engrossed in my thoughts. She was busy rubbing herself on me to turn me on of course, but I wasn't in the mood tonight. I shook my head and she understood, and backed away a little.

"Repeat what I say exactly the way I say it. Understand?"

"If I did, what will you give me babe?"

"I'll pay more! Whatever the amount!", my harsh tone, shook her off the hook.

"Alright babe, what is it you want to hear so bad?", She cooed to my ear, her breath lingering on the tensed air.

"No! say No!", I yelled at her.

She raised her brows at me looking skeptical for a second before she obliged, "No", She repeated after me.

"Again", I demanded.

"No!"

"Keep saying it! Don't stop till I tell you to".

"No! No! No! No! No! No!"

"ENOUGH!", The glass in my hand cracked from the pressure I had been inflicting on it. My palm was bleeding but I ignored the sting.

I was hysterically laughing and hiccupping. I shoved her away and got up. I pulled out my wallet and took out a wad of cash and threw them in the air. I staggered my way out of the strip club and got into my car. I ignited the engine, after having rummaged through my pockets, to find the keys. I was driving past 90 Km/h, I was in a hurry.

"How dare that bitch say "No" to me!", I yelled at the empty space as I was driving 90 Km/h. This time I knew I wasn't talking about the ebony.

"Just you wait" I whispered through my gritted teeth as I stomped down on the pedal.

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During the lunch break...

"I want you to be my girlfriend", I whispered into her ear.

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