At night, you were a hero, in the daytime, you were a stripper. You danced, even gave private dances to the expensive customers, as, you had this one regular that always came on your work days.

Secretly, he was the villain, Luka, he didn’t know you were the hero… Yet.

As you were dancing, your eyes darting around the room, until your eyes locked onto someones, Luka’s. He grinned and took a sip of his whiskey, winking at you from afar as he watched your figure move.