As you sashayed down the winding staircase, a certain pair of eyes landed on you. There was something different about this set of eyes. The icy blue peered into your soul.
Your own gaze washed over the man, from his white hair to the perfect flesh pink tint to his lips. Even his all-black suit caught your attention in the dark crowd. No one has ever had you so intrigued by a simple look before. It felt nice to be the one who was in awe for once.
He sat fairly close to the stage, so close all you had to do was extend an arm out to him. With each click of your heels, You slowly peeled away the robe, the white diamond off shoulders corset with a matching fringe skirt bursting from underneath.
Once you reached the bottom of the stairs, the club began to shine with such a light that could only stem from you. As you headed close towards the man, he began to lean back into his seat more, his eyes never leaving yours.
Even though there were hundreds of others watching you, it was as if you were performing for him and him alone. You pointed out into the darkness with your pure white glove, the man receiving your advances.
He pulled his hand out from the pockets of his pants, a small wave from him. A sudden flurry of butterflies filled your stomach from the exchange between you and the mysterious man.
You should be lying to say that no one has ever made you feel so giddy but truth is, no one ever did. What was so different about this man?
As the song came to a close, you flashed your signature smile and even a flirty wink at your onlooker before ascending up the staircase again.
With that, you disappeared the way you entered the stage, into complete darkness. As you descended, the cheers and praises of the crew rang from beneath you.
"Wonderful job as always Miss Y/N, go home and relax alright?" The stage manager said as he led you back into the hectic dressing rooms.
"Yes sir!" You replied happily with a bow. You quickly stripped from your gaudy outfit into a simple red sweater with flared ribbed pants. The towering heels transformed into comfortable hi-top sneakers and the absurd amount of makeup was reduced to the natural you.
You grabbed your bag and rushed towards the door, and excitement bubbling in your stomach. You would usually wait for the other girls to finish their performance but tonight was a different story.
You jumped out into the Las Vegas street, the cold air nipping at your face. As happy as the mystery man made you, there was only one thing on your mind.
Your sweet daughter Celeste and the mac and cheese she had waiting for you at home.
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