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My parents had died five years ago in a car accident. No one really knew what had happened, but the evidence suggested that someone had run them off the highway and forced them to crash head on into a tree at seventy miles per hour. The cops didn’t put many man hours into it, and no one was ever found. They’d never even brought in a single suspect. Eventually, the case grew cold, and it was filed away and never touched again.
As an only daughter over the age of eighteen at the time, there was nothing to do but pick my life up and try to put the pieces back together myself. Darien had been there through it all along with me. I’d even moved in with him for a while so I could get all the bills and things in order and hopefully save up enough to rent my own place and have a home of my own.
Life always went on living all around you, even after tragedies like that.
“Well… What do you think?” Darien asked, breaking me out of my sad reverie and bringing me back to the present. He’d spun me around to face the mirror, wanting to show off his work. I held my breath and glanced up.
As I gazed at my reflection, I scarcely recognized the woman who stared back at me. The dim light played with the contours of my features, casting a soft, sultry glow that seemed to dance upon my dewy skin. The makeup he’d applied accentuated my eyes, his expert smokey look making them practically smolder with heat. The shadows and highlights blended seamlessly, sculpting my cheekbones, and making me feel more radiant than ever. My lips, painted with a shade that matched the flush on my cheeks, seemed fuller and even more tantalizing than I remembered them ever being.
Practically kissable even…
“You’ve outdone yourself,” I whispered.
“I know. You give me a pretty gorgeous canvas to work with, though,” he said with an exaggerated wink.
“You flatter me,” I scoffed, feeling a little self-conscious.
“You deserve it,” he grinned.
“Do you really think I’ll ever have a chance with this guy?” I asked, biting my lip nervously.
“That’s up to you. Show him how much you want him, and maybe he’ll take the bait tonight. If that doesn’t work, try something different next time. He keeps coming back to see you, and only you, so that has to mean something,” Darien remarked, his tone taking on a more serious note. He squeezed my shoulders in solidarity and smiled, his face warm and hopeful.
“You’ve got this. Now get dressed, go out there, and seduce your man,” he said, his grin growing wider.
“Okay,” I whispered with audible nervousness. My heart echoed the rhythm of my breaths, each inhalation in concert with the pounding energy that thrummed beneath my skin. I could feel my anxiety building, and I quickly shook it off as best I could.
I didn’t know why I was so tense. It was just another night at the strip club. I’d take off my clothes, dance until the wee hours of the morning, and then I’d go home, sleep for a few hours and head to Nevada State to attend the business classes that my tips paid for.
I took a deep breath and calmed myself.
I could do this. It was nothing more than a few dances. I looked hot as fuck tonight, and if Kane wanted nothing to do with me, then screw him.
I’d still take his tips, though. Instead of one or five dollar bills, Kane always tipped with twenties, fifties, or most often hundreds. Lunar Elegance had an upscale client base, which was one of the reasons I’d wanted to work here in the first place, but Kane was something else entirely.
I knew he was rich to have spending money like that. He didn’t seem like the type of man that just wanted to show off.
He was something real.
I stood up, walking over to my rack of costumes and perusing the various options hanging before me. There was the typical schoolgirl uniform, but that didn’t feel right tonight. I could go extra slutty and wear my red lingerie set, but that didn’t feel right either.
I traced my fingers along the various soft fabrics until I settled on a lacy pink number that both hinted at vulnerable innocence and blatant seduction. I changed into the matching rose colored bra and panty set and slipped the mostly sheer lace dress over my body. With one final breath, I pulled my shoulders back and lifted my chin, trying to appear as brave as possible.
I could do this. Iwoulddo this.
You just want that cock.
I bristled at my inner voice, trying not to overthink. I liked this man and that was it. It was a simple crush, one that left me feeling giddy like a teenager whenever I saw him, but it was nothing more than that.
Keep telling yourself that…
All around me, girls dressed and got ready for the night. Darien mouthed “good luck” in my direction before moving on to the next girl. He readied his brushes and perused her pretty face, mumbling to himself as he planned out his masterpiece in his head.
It was nice to have him here. It made this kind of work easier to bear.
I strode out of the dressing room into the hallway, walking the length of it before I reached the big, open central room. The dim, seductive lighting shrouded the interior in an alluring mystique, casting every corner into tantalizing shadows of obscurity. The air was alive with a soft clammer of hushed murmurs, laughter, and the pulsating beat of music that vibrated through my whole body.
It made me feel alive.
