Chapter 20

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So there was this man that peeked my eye with da orange hair. I see him watching the show. I felt slightly nervous to see him here. I finally finished my performance and left the stage. I went back stage and put on my jacket and went outside. Was I seeing things? No it can't be. I waited outside and wondered around the strip club. I didn't want to go back in because I was tired from pole dancing. I went back inside after a while. I was walking towards the back stage to get ready for my second performance. ( I know nothing about how strippers work but I've only seen them in movies) I was walking until I felt a big warm palm on my shoulders. I turned around to see if it's my stripper co-worker who always annoys me. It turned out to be ... Mael. Wtf is he doing here?

"Hey" he said calmly.

"What the? What the hell are you doing here?"

"I came to check it out".

"So you didn't believe me?"

"To be honest no." He said looking a bit sad.

"Well do you now?"

"Well of course after seeing you on that pole". I don't know if it's the lighting but I can see a little bit of red on his nose. Is he sick?

"So" I started. I wrapped my arms around him and get close to his face. I was on my tippy toes at this point bc he's so damn tall. "Did you like that?" I whispered in his ear. He harshly pushed me away. I nearly tumbled but bc of my awesome and amazing demon strength hehe I didn't. He immediately felt bad.

"Oh no I'm so sorry".

"You could've done that in a nicer way?" I said flipping my hair.

"I got a little embarrassed".

"Awww is little angel good too shoes boy getting embarrassed?" I teased. (Terrible ik)

"What no".

I laughed at him. Suddenly a stranger came up to us.

"Umm excuse me? If you're done talking could I get a dance?" This guy in his 50's and in a fancy suit said.

"Oh why of course after I've done my performance. Please wait in your seat. I'll be to you shortly" I said politely as he is a customer. Mael looked at me concerned. The old guy smiles and went back to his table with his friends.

"Zeldris you really shouldn't be doing this". He said.

"Oh god. Mael listen. This is my job and I choose to do this. I'm perfectly fine. This is not your life so don't even fucken butt in in what I do. Mmkay?"

He looked at me and nodded. I went to the back stage and changed my outfit. I decided to dance to queen Nicki Minaj. Ya gotta love her. After my dance, everyone started to throw money at me. Yes I love money. I went backstage and put all the mowny into the bag. I walked out and the old guy whistles at me. I walked over to him. I leaned on him. He grabbed my ass. I didn't care at this point bc it's work. I was about to dance but then someone dragged me out. I can feel them pulling my shirt. The fuck is this bitch?

"Oi what the fuck" I yelled. I turned around and see the orange head. This fucken lunatic. Is he a stalker? How tf did he find me here?

"Arthur? Wait. What the actual flipping fuck are you doing here?" I yelled

"Hey don't worry it's not like I followed you here or anything. I actually came here with my friends. They suggested me to hang out here but I declined but they needed up dragging me here". He explained. Wow so calm. I rolled my eyes.

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