Her Lyckan King

The music is loud and pumping, the bass thundering through her tiny body just like the base thumps in time with her beating heart. Swirling to the music and letting it take over the swaying of her body, she is lost in the rhythm. Raven black hair glinting in the light on the stage, red leather suit moulded to her tiny frame. At barely 5,5 with curves in all the right places, she is without a doubt the star of the night. If you are lucky, she opens those Safire blue eyes and Jaxi captures your soul for just a moment. At seventeen, this is her life, waking up, classes at University, dance and sleep. I know, exciting right…. Reminiscing with the club Madam, is part of her everyday existence. ,” Mom used to be the main attraction, main stage entertainment, no girl ever topped her” she says, a smile in her face at the memory. “She was not shy, and she was never competitive… working what the good father gave her.” I used to laugh at this remark of hers, but today, I’m following very closely in her footsteps. Madam laughs as well and adds “Always kind, Always protective of the girls and supportive of their dreams and aspirations. Helping them out when and were ever she could. She truly had a heart of gold.” Yeah she surely did. Jaxi grew up in the club, this was her home from her birth. On a fated night just after her 12th birthday, her life changed forever. There was an attack on the club, and chaos erupted in seconds, the screams of the people and the growls and roars, the things of nightmares. The front door was smashed in and men stormed the open room. Chaos arose from the floor, bodies were strewn in every direction as patrons tried to get out but they were trapped. The attackers gave no clue to what they were looking for, innocent people were slaughtered, and left for dead. Broken wood splinters and blood pooled all over the black granite tiles. Jaxi watched from her spot below the DJ box that was covered in fine metal mesh, good enough to hide behind, but not dense enough to keep the c*****e from her view. Men kept shouting and swearing, demanding the raven girl, but their demands were barely audible above the growling and roaring of beasts, ... The horrific still haunts her nights from time to time. Leaving her shaken, and drenched in sweat when she wakes from yet another nightmare, reliving the whole tragic event. Mom died that night,....she died protecting her only child, a special raven haired girl, the one from the prophecy .... “ Jaxi, Jaxi come child…” She came for her, grabbed her and held her close as she ran for the closest office. Inside she hid her in a small air conditioning ducting box, then started an incense stick and stuck it into the burner on the shelf. Soothing her lovely daughter's anxiously beating heart with her soft voice as she sang her favourite song, and hushed her sobs. “Quiet baby, and momma needs you to stay hidden, don’t come out no matter what you hear, ok?” Before placing the grid back on the ducting she added: " Be brave my little Jaxi, you are so much more than you seem. Stay with Madam Tessa, she will keep you safe, always!" She hugged me tight, kissed my forehead and replaced the grid. Seconds after she stepped outside the room, a scream echoed in the dark hallway.... and mom was gone... now Jaxi was totally alone... Everyone she loved had left her. Her father was never present, and when she did enquire about his existence, Mom would just sigh and say that she was conceived in love, even if it was only her love. Then her eyes would get sad, so Jaxi never asked about him again. Once the screaming stopped, and the club fell silent, Jaxi could no longer contain her sobs, and this is when Madam found her. Madam pulled her out of the ducting and wrapped her in a bear hug, shielded her innocent eyes from the horrors left in the wake of the attack as she walked her out into the sunlight flanked by two huge guards. Her mom was gone, and she had no one else... Tessa took her in, they had nowhere else to go, so after mourning and putting their loved ones to rest, they started to rebuild their home, The Lair. Madam has always kept her safe, just like her mom said she would. After years of physical training, both defensive and offensive, the latest security systems, and support from the Royal family, they both sleep a little better at night. At The Lair Madam runs the business and Jaxi? She looks after the girls, just like her momma used to do. She lives a pretty sheltered life, not being much of a social butterfly, she sleeps late, consumes a quick lunch, heads to class to complete her studies, then back to the club for a dance. Jaxi doesn’t have many friends, growing up in the club didn’t help. Everyone always has some form of negative comment about dancing girls, but it is purely because they are ignorant to what they actually do. Dancing to pay the bills pays them way easier, and it is no different than the local secretary or bar maid or whatever starter jobs student take on to pay their tuition and living costs. Besides, she’s not selling her body in the s*x-trade or anything like that, she’s simply enjoying one of her favourite pastimes, dancing. No one is allowed to touch her, orders from the club owner. He even assigned body guards to her, apparently because she is the youngest club member. Tony and the new guy, Sam, make sure that no one touches her. They are her very hulky, monster sized protectors, down right ruthless, but they seem to have a soft spot for her. . At seventeen she’s not legally allowed to dance but Madam has known her since she was a baby and has taken care of her since that fateful night that took her mom from her. This club and it’s people have always been part of her family, and when mom died in the attack on the club, Madam took her under her wing. It's been a rough few year since the attacks and the club is finally flourishing, so Madam finally agreed after months of pleading that Jaxi could dance even before she come of age. Hence the very strict no touching rules. Madam was not her mom and give her the freedom she needed to be her own person, exploring like any other young lady, but very open about her feelings on s*x and her s*x life, all though she has taught Jaxi from a young age to be comfortable with her own. “If you want to experiment with s*x please stay safe and please don’t do it at the club”. Her only condition. So, being the not so social butterfly that Jaxi was, with no true friends at class or in general, except Felicia, s*x was never to high on her to do list. After all she would never pass as the popular girl, or even a decent girl, although every guy in school is leering at her in secret, no one would actually be caught dead talking to her, not to mention do anything else remotely in the direction of relieving her of the dreaded v card. So here we are back in the present, still a virgin, however, being a dancing girl you never would have guessed. So she keeps that little secret, not a single soul besides Felicia knows that she is still pure despite her reputation. Reputations are what they are whether true or not, and there is nothing you can do about them. So she keeps dancing, and making her own way in this crazy world.