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Chapter 11

Elena’s POV

So I started working at the club, not as a bar attender what so ever, but as a fucking pole dancer, in other words known as the stripper. Don’t judge me though, everything I do and will ever do is as a result of my need to settle my moms bills, and see that she gets back to health.

You look beautiful. Amelia commented with a smile at the little piece of clothing I was putting on while getting ready for hell.

Yeah, I look more like a slut. I replied her drastically with a frown on my face but she grinned instead.

And a slut you will be tonight for the purpose of getting what you want. The lady in charge said from where she stood and I couldn’t help but frown even more.

You really need to stop frowning, you will destroy your makeup. The make up artist chipped in, and I sighed in exhaustion.

This was never the plan, but with Amelia reminding me of the limited time I had to save my mom, I couldn’t help but do something I wouldn’t dare do on a normal bases. Guess I will h
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