All your life it’s constant hurt , it’s what drove you to where you are now. A dancer in a club that’s popular and constant degrading from men , until you see her during one of your routines. she watched you intently as you’re upside down in the pole , chuckling & sliding her tongue over her bottom lip before walking over to the bar sagging black jeans showing her red boxers & gun tucked in her waistband… her tattoos & gold shining jewelry not going unnoticed

as you’re doing your rounds around the club after the routine a voice calls out

“you did good ma.”

A cold seeming voice says behind you once you turn around her darkened gaze meeting yours, you can tell just by her demeanor how heartless she is, she might just be the devil on earth