𝟎𝟏- 𝐑𝐄𝐃

CHAPTER ONE

Red.

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SATURDAY.

The club was as full as expected on this specific day.

Men in business suits strolled through the crowd of others who were strung up in the tangled limbs of desire. Women— both feminine and masculine— rolled around in groups with laughs flying past their reddened cheeks. Even the young teenagers who thought that they were so damn smart by slipping past security, when in reality the bouncers payed close attention to the misfits, seemed to be enjoying themselves.

You simply couldn't stop a person that craved pleasure.

There was something so magnetic about the call to desire.

The lights of the club were dim. Red LEDs lined the walls and mirrors of the building along with neon signs that casted an adoring hue on everyone's faces. Rihanna's voice flowed from the speakers with the purpose of getting everyone in an alluring mood. There was chatter- but not a lot. There were the interactions between bartenders and customers and friends conversing.

But what everyone really had their eyes on were the graceful dancers that twirled their half-naked bodies around the shiny poles.

There was a center stage, which was where all of the main attractions were assigned to be. Only the women who got 'the big bills' were allowed up in the specific spot due to the amount of energy they formed.

At the moment a redhead occupied the center pole. Like a serpent flexing its body smoothly around a dagger, Aria attracted the eyes of nearly everyone around. With lips painted a crimson shade, the redhead sent an attractive smile towards her patrons. Her fishnet-covered legs wrapped around the steel, along with her black and chunky heels that added weight to her upside down position. Her hair dangled from her head with fluidity as she flexed her body downward. Her smooth, glistening skin was, barely, covered in a black lingerie set. It was sparkly and left little to the imagination— her full breasts and shaped ass on display.

As the beat of Desperado vibrated the walls of the establishment, Aria continued to give the eyes what they wanted. She performed on the floor of the stage, using her flexibility to twerk, split, and arch as if it was all nothing.

Aria smirked when a few hundred dollar bills were thrown at the bottom of her feet, blending in smoothly with the pile of ones.

Who doesn't love money?

She allowed a blonde woman, whose cheeks were as red as fresh tomatoes, to slip a fifty into the side of her g-string. The woman swooned and Aria chuckled at the action. It was very obviously her first time here.

Aria's routine lasted for a while— not because it was dreadful. But because that was her style. The redhead would dance sensually and teasingly so that the customers could come crawling to her wanting more. It boosted her confidence just as much as it put more money in her pocket. . . or thong.

The redhead blew a few kisses and winks at the crowd before walking off to the back, respectfully allowing the next girl to take her place.

Aria popped a red lollipop in her mouth as soon as she collected her money from the edge of the stage, a place that she had swept it during her floor work.

The redhead ran her manicured hand through her hair, her adrenaline still pumping from her recent actions.

"Red!"

Aria's eyes darted over to the sound of the familiar voice, tilting her head as a bouncer approached her.

"Tony." she smiled, dragging out the last letter of his name, "What can I do for you?"

Tony was one of the few bouncers that Aria actually enjoyed talking to. He was six feet and some, blonde, and had very visible muscles that bulged against his black t-shirt. His face was well-shaped and smooth, his lower jaw always remained clenched— whether it was purposeful or not.

If Aria wasn't a raging lesbian she would most definitely have a crush on him.

Tony didn't try hitting on Aria and kept his eyes on hers while talking rather than her breasts.

She loved that.

Yes it was her job but show a little respect.

Tony gave off a very brotherly feeling if anything. Aria loved holding conversation with the teddy bear of a guy, despite how rough he looked on the outside.

Said guy chuckled at Aria's playful tone but didn't say anything else, only stepped to the side.

Behind the tall bouncer was a woman.

And goodness did her beauty make Aria's eyes light up with intrigue.

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