What a cold night. I thought as the wind blew my hair to the side. This is my only memory. Walking along this lonely streets of Charles dale city at night, too stingy to get a cab. I preferred calling my self, the lady of the night which I am. The night was just for me. I find more comfort and wholeness in it. I still walked confidently in this streets, my pose never shaking even on the 7 inch leather heels I was wearing that reached my knee and the only thing that made a sound on these streets. It was quite intimidating because my steps were rather slow and calculated.
the only thing I had on in this cold was a light short ref fur coat and and a lacy sophisticated black lingerie that I wore inside. A small purse with its straps wrapped round my body, a long black hat and my long stick cigarette which I puffed and exhaled slowly every second, its fumes were around my face but my red glossy lips still stood out while the hat covered the rest of the details on my face. I heard loud giggles from behind and hurried steps coming my way. I wasn't bothered, I slowly turned still on my pose and i saw the lower body of two men, who were armed. One held a broken bottle and the other a knife. I smirked and in a long while since I started the journey,I raised my head to take a proper good look at them and I was disgusted. They looked so shabby . probably homeless people. I thought. I could see the lust in their eyes but you would never see fear in mine. My eyelids darker as the night, my skin glowed as the moon and my eyes, sterling Grey which pierced through them. One said hungrily " baby, you are truly beautiful, why don't you come here, let me appreciate such beauty" the other agreed " yeah baby, we wouldn't hurt you, just behave" as they got closer, I quickly pulled out my gun from the purse and shut one at the head. I never miss a bullet. I smiled at the victory and face the other one. He was in shock, his eyes and mouth widened in disbelief. He attempted to run but my bullet was faster. It caught his leg which made him fall face down and I slowly walked towards him, bent and leaned towards him. He whimpered as tears rushed down his eyes "lo..look la..ddy, I d..don't want trouble, please let me go" I smirked and replied slowly, my tone husky and relaxed "sure" I pulled out the trigger twice as his head which left him wailing in agony. His blood slashed on my face, I brought out a red face towel from my purse and gently wiped it out. I continued my journey afterwards, still walking confidently on this streets like nothing ever happened.***************************
The madelle exotic strip club, one of the best strip clubs at Charles dale. I was so proud to work there. Every night, it was always filled up with men of different works of life's and problems who usually came to escape them. the stripers never liked me. I was too intimidating for them. My looks, the aura surrounding me and the confidence I had.
The changing room exclusively for the strippers was unusually quiet with only a few girls still in as the others were working upstairs at the main chambers where all the action happens. One of the strippers finally broke the award silence by saying
" girls!..where the fuck is Delilah?, there is this creepy man who comes to the club to see her every night and his waiting again for her" the other seated beside her trying to adjust her eye lash which facing the mirror said "Linda. You talk like you don't know that girl. She never comes on time and I don't know why he only Fancy's her. He pays so much money just to watch her dance. Holding up private sessions just to watch her like what of me! I deserve such opportunity, I mean we all do the same moves so why her? And that man his one of the richest businessmen in town. He like owns estates and shit and she just be wasting his time because she can. I hate that ..(pauses in irritation) ..That bitch!" Linda laughed and agreed "exac....." As a loud voice cuts in "where the hell is Delilah?"
The girls in the room were immediately on their feet as he walked towards them. They were scared of him, some even shivering.
He looked at each of them with rage and he said " where is that bitch!?"
A husky voice echoed from the door saying "here.."
Everyone turned to its direction.
I slowly left the door, placed my hat on the table, cat walked pass all of them with my head high and sat on my seat. His rage grew as he screamed " all of you out!" As I stood, he added "not you, sit your ass back down"
The girls ran out at his order. I folded my arms, looked straight at him and said " what!" He shook his head being marveled at my guts and suddenly got angry again and said "get dressed, change that shit you got on and put on something loud. His here again and he wants another private session with you. I am giving you just 5minutes To get that done , you hear me?" I faced the mirror and grabbed a brush and said bluntly " not tonight, he should get another girl" he was already on his way to the door and paused at my utterance. He slowly turned back, froze in that position and kept a shocking expression. He later smiled and shook his head. He walked directly towards me and snatched my arm, lifting me up the seat and he brought my body close to his, his arms tightly round my waist and he whispered "Delilah, you whore! Your the one who brings the money here and since that man started wanting private sessions with you, I've been earning good cash. You don't want to get on my bad sides. Get dressed and get to work! And let me remind you. I made you who you are so be a good girl and fall in line" his voice got louder at his last statement as he screamed at my ears, I looked a way although the discomfort. I squeezed my face through out as he threw me to the group. He walked to the door and paused again without looking back and he said " your nothing Delilah and you will never be anything without me, drop your pride and start stripping bitch or you wouldn't get your pay"
I frowned at those words, I was so angry and I said bitterly.. " you will regret this..
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madame delilah
Short Storywho says the devil doesn't wear Prada? Delilah is an evil scheming young beautiful lady who uses her looks, assets and her daring skills of seduction to get what ever she wants, thinking marriage will change her and make her actually fall in love wh...