A MINOR SCRATCH?

❄️ CHAPTER 01 ❄️

YEARS LATER

In a club, a crowd of men can be seen all seated and eyes shining in expectation as they stare at the stage before them. Soon, the music turned on as a middle-aged woman walked up to the stage and took the microphone.

" Are you all eager and ready to see our best of the best perform before you tonight?! " She exclaimed loudly as the men threw bundles of money on the stage.

" Are you ready for the one and only queen herself to make an entrance?! " All the men cheered loudly, some throwing roses on the stage while others threw panties.

Almost immediately, the red curtains spread open as a lady stepped out. She slowly pulled off the red robe she was putting on which dropped to the ground of the stage, revealing her red lingerie panties as she turned her back on the audience.

Just then, a stripping pole rose from the stage. She finally turned to face the audience as the spotlight shone on her and her face came into view. One could see her red hair which was tied in a ponytail and she was putting on a red bra with a transparent net on it that didn't cover her b**bs fully. Her big and round brown eyes, small pointy nose, and pouting red lips made her look extremely cute but also... sexy and hot.

All the men stood up, cheering loudly at her, their eyes roaming up and down her body with lust, ecstasy, and eagerness.

Holding the pole, she raised her legs to her face before curling herself around the pole as the audience clapped loudly. With the rhythm of the music, she began dancing and twirling.

" Holy fuck! She is hot! "

" Go, girl! "

Men cheered with excitement as she twirled none stopped for almost five minutes. The tempo of the music increased and so did her twirls. The volume of the cheers increased as she did a split on the stage, her ponytail dangling dangerously as the applause increased.

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" Oh my God, Phoenix! You did a great job today. Can you believe we got ten times our normal customers today! " The middle-aged woman squeaked in excitement, waving money before the lady who already covered herself up. She was now putting on a hoodie and sweatpants. She ignored the woman, cleaning her makeup.

" Aren't you happy, Phoenix? We made extra money today " The woman asked.

" Please Mom, not today " Phoenix hissed with an eye roll. The woman glared at her.

" What's with the attitude, young lady, who do you think you are? " She demanded.

" It's not like that Mom, I'm just tired " Phoenix sighed.

" You should get used to it already and not get tired over just a little dance. You've been doing this for years and you're fucking 25 now! " The woman hissed, walking over to the bed. Phoenix only sighed sadly, rolling her eyes.

" Maybe I wouldn't get so tired easily if I enjoyed the work," She said.

" Is this about your stupid dreams again? " The woman eyed her.

" I've already told you to forget about it. Stripping is your job and you'll keep doing it till you retire. The sooner you accept this, the better for you "

" The sooner you put faith in me and support my dream, the better for you too, Mom " Phoenix replied.

" Hey, don't you talk to your mother like that, young lady! " The woman snapped. Phoenix grabbed her phone and walked up to the woman.

" Just forget about it Mom. I have to go now, OK? "

" Bye and take care " She placed a peck on her cheeks.

" Better be back early you little mouse or you'll hear it from me " The woman warned her.

" Not a guarantee Mom " With that, Phoenix left.

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A tea table with a teacup and tea jug on it can be seen wheeling on its own into a room. The jug was pouring some tea into the cup. Cubes of sugar which were also on the table were diving into the tea like they were alive.

A figure can be seen, that of a guy, standing before a wardrobe which opened by itself. A blacktop and jacket flew out of the wardrobe and they put themselves on the guy. A pair of sneakers and a brush came out of the closet too. The guy puts on the shoe as the brush polishes it on its own.

On another table were slices of bread on a plate and a jar of peanuts, a spoon, fork, and knife. The jar opened and the knife took a desirable amount of butter and smoothed the bread before another slice covered it up.

Just when every nonliving thing was doing their jobs on their own, the door of the room barged opened and they all dropped. Standing before the door was a teenage girl whose hands were folded around her chest as she eyed the guy.

" Seriously, Axion? " She scoffed and that was when the guy turned and his face came into view. One could see his defined jawline, slightly big pointy nose, nice oval violet-colored eyes, and slightly plump pink lips which matched with his curly blonde hair.

The girl walked in, staring at him with raised eyebrows. She held his ear and pulled it, making Axion bend since he was taller.

" How many times will Grandma warn you to stop using your magic to get every single thing done, huh? " She demanded in a stern voice. Axion looked at her and pouted a bit.

" I can't help it " He answered.

"You're becoming lazy, you know " The girl let go of his ear.

" Where are you preparing to go this morning? " She asked and Axion turned, facing the mirror while adjusting his jacket.

" You don't have to know. Why are you here anyway? " He questioned back.

" Grandma won't stop bothering me about how long it has been since you visited Mom. You know her condition is getting worse " The girl replied and Axion turned to face her again.

" Go back and tell her I'll drop by today when I'm done in the office " He gave a reply.

" What are you going to do in the office today anyway? I thought today was Sunday " The girl asked.

" Don't worry Tamara, I'll drop by later. Just go home " Axion replied.

Tamara only eyed him suspiciously as she stepped closer.

" Tell me the truth brother, are you secretly meeting your girlfriend? " Axion glared at him sharply.

" Tamara ... " He groaned, making her burst out laughing.

" Don't worry brother, I won't tell on you. Your secret is safe with me " She teased, heading to the door.

" I ...

" Bye," She waved and left even before Axion could say anything further.

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Driving into the parking lot of a mall, Axion parked his car. He was still about to unbuckle his seatbelt when he felt something bump into the back of his car. He hurriedly unbuckled and stepped out, heading to the back of his car. 

It turned out another car bumped into it, making the backlight and number plate break. He glared at the car and folded his arms, waiting for the owner to step out. The door opened and a leg stepped out. Looking at the leg, one could detect it was a lady.

It turned out to be none other than Phoenix who was putting on a headset. Looking up at Axion, who was glaring at her, she frowned her brows. Walking up to him, she pulled down her headset.

" Are you blind, dumb, or stupid, Mister? " She glared at Axion, who frowned deeply at her.

" Excuse me? " He muttered.

" Don't you know how to park your car well or have you never gone to a driving school? " An obvious angry scoff left Axion's lips and he stepped closer with a stern look.

" Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? Can't you see you bumped into my car? " He demanded, making Phoenix hiss.

" If you hadn't parked your car like your father owned this mall, I wouldn't have bumped into it in the first place. Besides, I'm sure it's just a minor scratch, so stop acting like I destroyed your car " She hissed with an eye roll.

Scoffing angrily, Axion stepped away from his car for her to see the damage she caused. Phoenix's eyes widened a bit just then.

" A... minor scratch? " Axion raised a brow at her making her swallow hard nervously. Not knowing what to do,

" You have only two options, Phoenix. First, run, and second...run for your life! " Her sub-conscience yelled at her and immediately she took up her heels...