The Tattooed Undercover

The Tattooed Undercover

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****In works ... Please be polite. If it's not your cup of tea please just be nice and go find another wonderful story to read. *** DESCRIPTION: Mia has always been a quiet and reserved woman. But then her mom fell sick and needs chemo and Mia cant afford the major doctors Bills that come with chemo so Mia turns to exotic dancing. Little does she know someone is watching her entire move..all the way down to how her hips sway.... Please if you enjoy my first chapter ..leave a note for me to continue. I just don't know if I'm a good author or not. So I'm just experimenting. Thank yall, Red Scorpion
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⚠⚠⚠be very careful. This book is mature and very, very strange. I can't explain it here, but be prepared for some weird shit⚠⚠⚠ I walked into the AA meeting, standing at the back of the room like always, silently hoping no one would make a big deal about my outfit. "Hey Niko!" Millie said, standing next to me. "Nice short shorts! You look amazing! And I'm loving your sweater!" "thanks." I mumbled, looking around. "Niko, look at that guy." she whispered, leaning in close and gesturing to an unfamiliar guy acrosd the room. "go talk to him." I stood there for a moment, in a bit of a daze as I admired his jet black hair and deep blue suit, the deep purple eyes nearly sucking me in. "I- I shouldn't. he'd think I'm weird." Millie pushed me across the room and I stumbled, losing my balance and falling right in front of him. I caught myself and sat there on my hands and knees for a moment, panicking slightly. "Hey, uh, are you okay?" someone asked. I slowly looked up and found the man looking down at me, confused. "I- I'm fine." I noticed my bag had opened and all my stuff had spilled all over the floor, scattered. I started picking it up and putting it away, shrieking when the guy knelt down to help. He smiled warmly at me and handed me my lipstick. "I'm Phoenix."

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