Chapter 1
I Tampered With My Rival’s Costume Because I Wanted To See Her Break
The bass throbs through the walls of Eclipse like a second heartbeat as I stand backstage, adjusting the black silk veil that covers everything except my eyes and forehead. This veil is my signature. My armor. No one knows what I really look like. They only know “Shadow” — the mysterious dancer who makes men empty their wallets and beg for more.
I make more money than almost every girl here.
Except for her.
Brittany.
That blonde b***h with the fake t**s and even faker smile has been a thorn in my side since the day I started. She hates that I’m stealing her spotlight. She hates that clients ask for me by name. And she makes it her personal mission to f**k with me every single night.
Tonight, I’m done letti
