Craved (Book 2)

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Chapter One

Zamaria

"Hey Red, what will it be tonight?" the bartender asked as he wiped down the counters.

"I'm in the mood for something strong. I go on in 10 minutes." Zamaria said as she slid her slender frame onto the worn leather barstool. The bartender gave her a quick nod and began mixing her drink. She turned and leaned her back against the bar as she began her usual scan of the crowd, planning out her routine in her head.

"Hey, Dave mind if I do my show here tonight?" She asked as Dave gave her, her drink.

"Who's your target tonight?" Dave moved closer to Zamaria as she directed her attention to a table closest to the bar.

"Black shirt, blond tipped dreads." She described downing her drink in two gulps. Each night she would find a new victim to torment in hopes to capture all they had in their wallets as well as what was in their pants.

Dave observed the table of men and spotted who she was after. "Miss Red going after Greyson Wolfe, really? Now this I have to see." He said letting out a loud laugh. "By all means Red, have at it. I'll be sure to keep the center cleared for you." He sent her a wink before attending to another customer.

Hearing her name on stand by, Zamaria nodded her head as she threw a ten-dollar bill on the counter and made her way to the back to get changed.

Tonight's victim just so happens to be dope boy Greyson. He was known around the streets for his short temper and quick hands, but what a lot didn't know was that he also went by the name The Reaper. It's not often he comes to a strip club, but when he does it's raining all night.

"Red you're up in 3." One of the workers yelled through the curtain which served as a door. Zamaria added her signature red lipstick and slipped on her red bottom heels. Her costume of choice tonight, a naughty officer. She made her way to the Deejay booth and gave him her song selection as well as her plan of action.

"Alright everybody, I give you, your favorite Little Miss Red!" The Deejay announced as the lights dimmed, and he began playing the beat to The Weeknd's song D.D.

Zamaria began strutting on stage seductively, captivating the crowd with her thick hips and slender frame. She took a quick glance out in the crowd and saw her path was being cleared by security. Since she was a favorite and brought in the most money, the manager allowed her to do pretty much whatever she wanted while she performed.

As the words flowed through the speakers she let her movements flow like a river.

You'll never make me stay so take your weight off of me

I know your every move, so won't you please let me be
I've been here times before but I was too blind to see

That you seduce every man, this time you won't seduce me

As she stepped onto the first table the energy began picking up, and the chorus flowed through the speakers. The tables were relatively small, but it gave her just the right amount of room for what she wanted.

Many girls found dancing in heels difficult but Zamaria found it gave her an edge. She began winding her hips to the beat of the music as she went low into a squat. Seated at the table was a young couple, the guy seemed to be enjoying the show, but his girl seemed slightly uncomfortable. Zamaria silently laughed to herself as the guy placed a few dollars in her girdle. She began to stand back up she signaled the security to help her to the next table as the chorus flowed through the speakers.