Chapter 19 An Amazing Pole Dancer
Ten minutes later, Anastasia walked out of the dressing room
slowly and glanced at the lighting technician.
Instantly, the lights in Eclipse Bar dimmed, and the expressions
of the guests present changed.
“What the fuck?”
“Are we supposed to enjoy ourselves in the dark?”
Hearing their complaints, Felton, who was sitting in the corner,
gulped down the whiskey in his hand, his gaze cold.
In the next second, a spotlight illuminated the curtains, and the
stage lit up.
Anastasia in a black fringe dance costume came into everyone’s
view. The close–fitting design accentuated her curvaceous
figure, and her fair, slender legs could faintly be seen beneath
the high split.
She smiled as she looked around, her charming eyes captivating
every man who met her gaze, her every movement exuding
fatal allure.
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Wrapping herself around the pole, she danced in sync with the
music. With her light body and supple arms, every sway of hers
was utterly steady and precise.
Her breathtakingly beautiful eyes, on top of everything, made it
impossible for anyone to look away.
Felton frowned slightly as he stared at her for a long time
before he realized it was Anastasia.
He furrowed his brow tightly, gripping the glass so hard that it
might break in any second.
Since when did she learn pole dance?
His gaze deepened, and his male instinct made him keep his eyes
on her. Meanwhile, others‘ whispers reached his ears.
“Gosh! Who’s that? Check out that killer body!”
“And her dance is impeccable! Unlike other pole dancers, it
doesn’t seem she’s trying to seduce anyone or something. It’s…
It’s like art! She’s an artist!”
“Agreed. I’ll give up everything just to be with her!”
“Dude, get real. I’ll give her any amount of money she wants just
to say a word to her.”
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As Felton listened to their praises, he gazed at Anastasia dancing
on the stage, his eyes as deep as the sea.
For some reason he didn’t know, he felt weird. As she finished
dancing, he tossed his glass onto the table, stood up, and strode
toward her.
Just as Anastasia walked off stage, Herschel blocked her way.
He leered at her, his flushed face indicating he was drunk.
“Pretty, your dance is amazing. Are you new here?”
wwwwwwww
She stepped back to distance herself from him and smiled, “It’s
just a hobby. Meeting customer needs has always been our
priority. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
She said this calmly and politely.
After gulping down the wine, Herschel said with a lewd smile,
“Since you’ve said that, how about a few drinks with me?”
Anastasia frowned slightly, realizing he wasn’t done causing
trouble.
Her gaze turned icy. “I’m sorry, but we don’t drink with
customers here.”
Noticing the change in her expression, Herschel gripped her
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arm tightly. “That’s not up to you!”
In the next second, his miserable shriek filled the air.
