The city's best hitman and a precious little flower meet at Le papillon blue, New York's most notorious strip club. An angel on his shoulder that hes going to drag down to hell with him, what could go wrong?
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I stood there, watching her. I was...
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I let myself fall down on the pink fluffy couch that sat in the back of the dressing room, eating raspberries while I waited until I was needed for a private dance.
I loved my job, but it was exhausting, and it could be overwhelming, having a hundred men yelling at me and throwing money at me while I try to focus on my routine.
I couldn't complain though, it was fun. I'd gotten changed out of my rhinestone outfit as soon as I got off the stage.
As hot as it looked when it was on, it was so uncomfortable to wear. I'd changed into a two-piece black mesh set.
The material was thin and sheer, the only coverage I had was the delicate lace patterns on the front of the thong. I was also wearing long matching black mesh gloves that went up to my elbows.
I was exhausted from my routine and it was probably around 3 in the morning and I was looking forward to going home. I'm sure if the lights in here weren't so bright I could actually fall asleep.
I heard the door of the dressing room open then shut, and then the sound of heels clicking as a few of the girls returned from serving drinks or giving private dances.
I sat up and admired the girls as they sat at the mirrors fixing their makeup and re-doing their hair. They were all so effortlessly gorgeous.
All the girls in the club were friends, which surprised me when I first came here. They all welcomed me with open arms and made sure I was comfortable.
I had honestly expected the girls to all be bitchy and competitive, stealing each other's tips, and starting fights, but no. We were almost like a family here, even though I didn't even know anyone's real name, and nobody knew mine. Except Jade.
I watched her in awe as she changed out of her red lace bodysuit into a two-piece similar to mine, but white. I loved how comfortable we all were with each other, getting changed and being naked in front of each other.
Jade and I had joined the club at the same time, about 4 years ago, I was almost 18 but had lied and told them I was 19, and she was 20, we just naturally stuck beside each other. We started off serving drinks for the first few months before we were allowed on the smaller stages dotted around the club.
She always got more tips than me, which never bothered me because I knew she took pole dancing classes during the week. She's also beautiful. She has long slim legs and smooth dark skin, completely free of any imperfections, unlike mine.
I was covered in little marks and faint purple scars from my childhood, I'm convinced she never played outside as a kid.
I honestly think she was a successful model in another life. Her head is completely shaved, and she pulls it off so well, she mostly shows up to work with her head shaved, although sometimes she comes with gorgeous braids that are long enough to reach the back of her thighs.
