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{Natasha}

As I rested my head in my hands I shut my eyes tightly while rapidly bouncing my leg. I decided to take my second break on this slow Monday night. Business moved like molasses, as expected, and we had barely seen a hundred guests for the night.

Our boss has been putting me in VIP more often as a 'raise' because the men there love me. Tonight though, I wasn't loving my job as much as usual, and I can thank my bastard ex-boyfriend for that.

He took pictures off of my Instagram and reposted them with a bunch of made-up bullshit. He tended to do things like this during hours I work because he knows I'm not able to defend myself right away.

I sent him multiple angry messages demanding he delete the post, but all I got in return were laughing emojis.

The only person I wish to rot in hell is this mother fucker.

"Girl you seriously need to take his ass to court! That piece of shit!" Izzy yelled, just as frustrated as me once she read the posts.

I chugged some water to chase the migraine medicine I had just taken. My head spun with anger as I thought about the horrid things I wanted to do to Tony.

"We were just fine a few weeks ago! Then he saw the flowers.. someone sent him shit.." I forgot to tell Izzy about the 'shit delivery'.

Luckily, my break had ended and it spared me from having to relive that.

"What?!"

"See you laterrr!" I sang, running off as fast as my stilettos allowed.

When I returned to VIP Keith stopped me on my way by.

"There's someone waiting on you in private room 14. Boss said they requested you and he's a top baller so give 'em a lil extra time."

I furrowed my eyebrows and nodded. With a heavy sigh I walked to the assigned room in confusion. I usually did about 10 private dances a week, and never really got any on a Monday night.

When I opened the door, my reason sat with a smirk on the couch.

Jackson had all his limbs stretched out except for one- his arm holding the glass of dark liquor to his lips. He sipped slowly while eyeing me over the brim as I closed the door behind me.

My heart began to do irregular beats like it tended to do around attractive men. His demeanor intimated me but also turned me on.

"Hi.." I started off with a small smile.

I walked over to the speaker to begin playing a fresh disk. My ass sat on display to him while I did so, and I felt his eyes focused on me.

"Hello.." he rasped.

His voice easily made my knees buckle. I bit my lip, closed my eyes, and brought out the devilish side of me.

"Well, I've missed you handsome," I smirked, swaying my hips a little extra as I walked up to him.

"I can say the same about you, angel," he winked and sat down his glass.

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