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“Okay. See ya later.” I quickly hang up before things get weird and emotional. I’m not into that shit.

I make it to Firefly about an hour before my shift starts. I need to get ready, and I’d like to meet some of the girls.

“Belle. It’s good to see you.” Natasha is the first face I see when I walk in the door.

I smile over at her, and she takes me to the back to meet some of the girls. It’s your typical strip club, we’re all here to make our money and not make friends. That’s how it usually goes at places like these.

“Belle, can I see you in my office. I want to run over a few things with you before your night gets started.”

I follow Natasha to the back office. There are a few glances my way from various different staff members, probably trying to figure out if they’ve seen me before. The goal for most women when they start a job at a place like this is to save money and get the fuck out.

I just happen to love money too much to leave.

“I never got the chance to properly tell you how much I enjoyed your audition the other day. I’m still thinking about it.”

Ahh, this is what the little office visit is about. She wants to finish what she tried to start the other day.

“Thank you. I’ve been doing that routine for a while now.”

“It was an interesting song choice.”

“I like to spice it up a little.” I shrug.

“Sit, please.” She gestures towards a chair in front of her desk.

“You’ll be the last act of the night.”

I raise my eyebrows. The last act of the night is usually reserved for your best dancer. Your most seasoned one.

“Are you sure that’s the right thing to do?”

“This is my club. My rules. If any of them have a problem with that then they take it up with me. Let me know if they give you a problem.”

“Understood.” I go to stand from my chair and watch as she comes from behind the desk.

She wastes no time in putting her hands on me.

“You’re different, Belle,” she says seductively, her lips grazing my ear.

My head instinctively falls back, and I can feel my nipples harden as her hands roam all over my body.

“So fucking beautiful.” I feel her tongue flick against my neck, and I can’t stop the moan that escapes from my lips.

Her hands make their way to my breasts, teasing and pinching at my hardened nipples. She captures her lips with mine and our tongues clash.

A hard knock at the door pulls us from each other. “Fuck. Twice now we’ve been interrupted.” She pulls away and walks towards the door. A burly man that looks like a bouncer steps inside.

“They need you out front.” He glances in my direction, and she follows him out without another word to me.

When my shift is over, I end up making around three grand. It’s not a great night, but it’s not bad. Definitely more than I would have made in Deadhorse.

“Maddox?” I call out when I walk into the house.

“I’m in here.”

I follow the sound of his voice to the living room.

“Hey, baby. How was your night?”

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