I had just finished preparing an order when the music changed. The heavy house beat shifted into something faster, deeper, more seductive. The disco lights spun above the dance floor, creating flickering patterns like falling stars. Some customers started moving onto the floor. Bodies swayed to the rhythm.I couldn't help myself. I took off my black apron, put it behind the bar, and stepped onto the dance floor.My body started moving to the beat, my hips swaying left and right, my arms lifting up, my head slightly bowed, my eyes closed. I let go of all the exhaustion, all the stress, all the fatigue.Several men moved closer. I could feel their stares, feel their energy, feel the desire they didn't bother hiding. I didn't care. I just kept dancing. My hips swayed, my chest moved, and my curly hair, now longer than before, fell wildly over my shoulders.One of them, a tall man with short blond hair and a tattoo on his right arm, came up from behind. I didn't see him. I only felt his h
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