Never Ending Lies | Tom Kaulitz (18+)

chapter 6

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3 days later, I walked out of the private room with the middle-aged man beside me. I turned to him and smiled seductively

" see you again sweetheart," he says and suddenly places a kiss on my bare shoulders

I froze in my spot and watch him look up at me. Our gaze met and he sent me a wink

I watched him walk away and I couldn't help but not to scoff. That customer couldn't listen to the rules, so I came back to the private room and started grabbing the cash he threw on the stage and the ground for me.

At least I earned some extra money tonight

I put them in my other bag where I put the money that my customers give and tip me. When I was almost done, I heard a knocking on the door and saw one of the girls looking down at me

"Stella, it's your turn on the stage," she says. I sent her a smile and nodded my head

I walked out of their room and fixed my face mask. The largest stage in the middle of the room stood alone, it waited for me to be in.

The guys and men made a way for me for the stage as they cheered and whistled. My few inches of heels made a clinking sound on the floor as I wrapped my one hand around the pole and began giving what this guy wanted

I focused on my dance, often sending winks and seductive smiles to my customers as everyone threw dollars on my stage.

It makes me feel sick seeing how their eyes are filled with lust, watching me dance on the stage, and never taking their eyes off me until I'm done.

They praise me like a goddess, they praise my body and not myself.

Because that's what attracts guys more these days. They love how much I almost spill too much of my large breasts for them

exposing my legs and thighs, stomach and body in front of their dangerous eyes. But since this has been my job for years I got used to it

The girls here never last a few years, they find better jobs and lives, and yet me and frank am pleased for them.

After an hour, my body was tired. I've been standing beneath the stocks of dollars thrown on my stage and floor, I headed down the stage to be replaced by another girl.

I catch my breath and wipe off the sweat on my forehead. My foot was killing me

I was heading to the female's room when something made me stop in my tracks. Tom, the guy who made my blood boil whenever I saw his face stood inside our club, with a woman in his arms and another guy behind him, who seemed like a lost puppy that followed every single one of his orders

I cringe again when noticing that this time, it's a different woman in his arms. She has blond hair a nice body, and a thick layer of makeup on her face as she tries to get a kiss from him. But Tom's eyes were busy exploring the room

I froze when his eyes landed on me.

Our gaze met and I felt I got lost in those dark, yet gorgeous eyes of his.

The LED lights flashed around me but I didn't care at this point, I snapped back to reality as the sounds became clearer in my head

What is he doing here again?

I asked and rolled my eyes, I ignored his stare and turned my back, heading back to the female's room and shutting the door behind me

I let out a sigh and walked back to my desk and placed down my money bag. I start stretching my exhausted body to release some of the pain and tension

I looked up in the mirror and saw that my matte red lipstick was almost gone, I opened my drawer took out my lipstick, and applied some more that matched the colors of my nails.

But the door opens and I watch one of the girls walk in, her worried eyes land on me, and she seems scared. Did someone assault her?

" Stella, a man asked for a private room with you, " She says

almost stuttering in her words. I nodded my head, already knowing who it would be

She walked away, avoiding my gaze as I let out a breath and grabbed my bag, looking for another pair of lingerie I wore for my job. Then, I took out this red set of lingerie from Victoria's Secret that I hadn't worn before

I smirked and took it with me, matching it with my black inches heels, and headed to the bathroom where I changed and wore the set

I stared at myself in the mirror, feeling more confident that I wore this set. It suited me even more and showed so much of my skin and chest, but this is the work of a stripper.

I grabbed my silky black robe and left the female's room. Walking towards the private room area with many doors on both sides

The loud music cannot reach the hallway but each room has it's music. I placed my hand on the cold doorknob and took a deep breath

I shouldn't be nervous because of him. Just see him as another customer Stella, and leave without saying another word

I walked inside the private room and without a second, our gaze met once again.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and closed the door gently behind me, he was alone again, the woman with him earlier was gone. He sat back on the couch and started at my exposed legs

" you asked for me? " I said

Trying to change the tone of my voice a bit so he wouldn't notice. He looks back at me and nods his head, not saying anything.

He leaned to the table and poured the alcohol into his glass, dropping ice inside that splashed and made a slight mess on the marble coffee table.

I carefully slipped off the robe from my body and revealed the set I wore, just for him

His eyes focus on me, I can see he froze a bit. And now, he couldn't concentrate

I smirked, I lured him like the rest of the guys who stepped inside this private room with me.

I walk onto the stage and faced him, my slender hands touching the pole as our gaze never break. He watch me, with those dark sinister eyes of his. And behind it

He seems controlling himself that now I'm infront him once again.