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CHAPTER 34
Scott's eyes followed every sultry movement that Deli displayed on the stage. He watched her body curl and uncurl around the pole as if in a trance. He was transfixed by her beauty once again. Normally, he isn't a racist but neither of his ex-flings was black. But looking at Deli made him realize the amazing chance he must have missed with those hot black ladies. Deli isn't exactly black but her golden brown skin shone due to the highlights of the club lights. The strange nearly visible bangles she was wearing made a loud noise which is probably why ninety per cent of the men in the club were staring at her without blinking. He could see the other strippers watching her with so much envy and hatred. That didn't stop him from feeling proud about the fact that she belongs to him.
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