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Chapter 3
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2025-05-20 12:30:30Soren's pov
My daily job has always required me to do one thing and that's serving.
I work in a nightclub as a server. You might think I work to satisfy customers sexually but no, I satisfied them with my presence.
I'll have to admit, I dance for a living as well. And today, I was asked to dance because the customer wanted me on stage.
Sometimes, I just do it without a care in the world but sometimes, it's like walking through a thin hole and if I don't fit, I end up getting crushed.
I stood behind the curtains waiting for the final signal to move, just then , the lights turned out and the curtains opened and I moved forward.
Going down on my knees, I waited for a few seconds and the lights turned back on. Everyone in the room cheered, loving just how much I made an entrance.
I slowly pushed myself up as I tried so hard to stay happy. I danced and swayed my hips left and right as the beat of the song played along.
They cheered, loving what they saw and what I was doing. I turned around, giving them my back and bent, just enough for my hands to rest on my thighs, then I began to twerk, moving my soft ass and flexible waist up and down.
Then I went lower, let my thighs rest on the cold floor while my hips and waist kept moving. I tore open the small crop that was covering my body and threw it away. Grabbed the bottle of water and began pouring it on my bouncing ass as it hit the floor and back again.
"Such a perfect ass, I want him to ride me on and on again"
I heard them, as they kept ranting, wishing to have me ride them dry of their juice.
I ignored them and continued doing what I knew best, until I could no longer keep on, only then did I stop and excuse myself.
"Wow, Bb you did awesome back there" melody praises as she followed behind, "did you see all those people? The way they stare at you moving like a pro, damn, they are all gone, they are hooked and couldn't take their eyes off you" Melody kept talking, completely oblivious about my change of mood.
I stopped abruptly and she bumped into my back.
"Ouch!" She cried , "sorry, I didn't see you"
"Can you please leave?" I meant to ask nicely but it came out rudely. I was all worked up and her endless ranting wasn't helping.
Melody blinked, "did I do something wrong?"
Realizing my fault, I exhaled deeply, "I'm sorry, I just want to be alone " I reached for her cheeks and caressed it, "please "
Melody understood and she knew me better than anyone. She nodded, smiled at me before turning away and left.
I turned around and walked into the curtains that hung on the wall, separating the room.
As soon as I got to the other side, I was suddenly grabbed by someone and pushed against the wall with so much force that left my back throbbing in pain.
I struggled to fight my way out but the person was too strong. Upon seeing who the person was, my heart dropped instantly when I realized it was no other than Dain, my possessive crazy ex whom I've been trying to push away for days now but he keeps coming back.
"Dain?" My voice cracked, barely audible. I was still in shock. How the hell did he get in?
This place is meant for workers only, how the hell is he here?
"I'm glad you remember me, it would have been a sin if you hadn't" Dain chewed and forcefully attempted to kiss me but I was quick to evade him.
"Do you think you can simply decide to walk away and I let you?" Dain snarled, his strong grip on me causing me pain.
"Dain, you are hurting me" I whimpered, and struggled to push him away.
"And does it look like I care?"Dain spat, "you dare cheat on me with that bastard and you think I wouldn't find out?"
"I never hid it from you, unlike you who pretended to be someone you are not" tears welled up my eyes as I spat out my heart, "I thought I knew you better, but I don't...I never did"
"All this while, you approached me with a fake personality, a fake mask and fake promises and I blindly fell for it... thinking you are better and I was so stupid to let you in" every word that left my mouth was accompanied with a sob.
"And is there something wrong with that? All I did was give you what you wanted...use a warm to catch a fish" Dain snorted.
His words hit me hard, so hard that I came to understand I asked him to be what I wanted and he went with the flow.
It hurts....so damn hard like I'm being roasted in an oven.
"I never asked for anything but love, did you ever love me? Even for the tiniest bit?" I asked but instead of answering, he said something completely insane
"Loving you was never the plan but keeping you, that's all I'm in for and once you are in, there's no F way I'm letting to leave, Soren, you are mine and no fucking person will take you away, not while I'm still all over your hot body" Dain grabbed my hair and pulled it, I yelled a scream.
"I will never let you move on from me...never" his voice was hard and aggressive, almost like an obsessed, consumed and absorbed freak.
And I just realized I dug up my own grave with my bare hands, opening my door thinking it was my savior not knowing the person I invited in was a monster and my own end.
Regret.....that's all I felt as my tears rolled
down my face and I tasted the bitterness and saltiness of it.
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