The blue and green strobe lights of Luxe night club flashed across the crowds' face. The base of the music could be felt though both your feet and chest. Luxe was at full capacity and was for sure bringing in money. That's all that mattered to me. I walked casually around the dance floor making sure that everything was okay. Once everything checked out, I swiftly made my way towards my office.
My office was comfy and quaint. The walls were painted a tan-ish cream color, all of the furniture was customized and made with oak wood. The chandelier was an extravagant crystal design that illuminated a yellow glow and was also the staple piece of the room. Peonies littered the room giving the air a faint sweet flowery fragrance. In the far back corner was a hidden full bathroom.
Quickly walking over to the bathroom, I check my hair making sure that nothing is out of place. Letting out a breath, I look over my features. Carmel skin with slight acne scars, dark brown almost black eye, big lips/nose, small boobs, and a semi big butt. This is me, Giselle. A young black woman who's "getting the bag" as some would call it. But, this was just the surface of my business affairs. I own three large underground casinos across the state. Running all four businesses was tiresome and lonely, but definitely profitable.
I was mentally drained, but I couldn't leave without counting the books. No matter how much I trusted and respected my employees, people are people, and most are greedy. Reviewing the books, everything checked out and I quickly placed everything away. I quickly shot a text to the valet to bring my car around and headed locked up my office.
My personal bodyguard Riah escorted me through the crowd before helping me into the passenger seat of my car before climbing in.
"Are you hungry? There is no food at the house." I asked Riah drowsy.
Chuckling quietly she shook he head, "everything is closed, I'll just make a sandwich or something."
Pulling up to the house Riah scanned us in at the gate and proceeded to drive the short distance to the entrance. My beautiful babies met me at the door excitedly. I owned two dogs a Red Nose Pit (Bobbi) and a Doberman (Ronni). They are both two years old! Riah hated their names but loved them regardless. I patted them on their heads as I sang their praises walking to my room. No, they don't sleep with me. Ronni sleeps at the backdoor and Bobbi sleeps at the front, yes, they are my loves but they do have a job to do.
In my room, I quickly strip myself of my clothes and head towards the bathroom. I jump in the shower to wash the day's grime off of me and then quickly finish off my night routine (wash face, moisturize skin, and brush my teeth). Then I put on my pajamas, a scarf, XL t-shirt, and panties. Before quickly jumping into bed and going to sleep.
Annoyed! That's how I feel as my alarm blares in my ears and both Bobbi and Ronni barking in my face. It's fucking 5am and I feel like shit! Getting up I head to the bathroom to handle my hygiene before putting on my exercise clothes. Ronni and Bobbi happily follow me out of my room and to the kitchen where a cranky Riah is yelling in Russian at the coffee machine.
"Good moring, Honey Love" I say to her because I know it drives her insane.
"Kuss meinen arsch" she mumbled under her breath, but I heard her loud and clear.
Laughing I grabbed the boys' bowls and their food from the fridge placing it on the counter to cool down. After their stuff is situated, I grab my fruits and veggies for my smoothie.
"So, what's on the schedule for today?" I asked Riah as I blended the ingredients for the smoothie and she placed the boys' bowls on the floor.
"Today is a personal day. All you have in your workout session and a walk-through of casino 2 at 11:00pm" She said walking back to her coffee.
"Cool, I'll see you in a bit."
I was covered in bruises. My coach was nice enough to not hit me in the face, but him and his friends definitely fucked me up. I didn't have it in me to do an ice bath, so I dried off as much as possible and waited 20 minutes to go into a cryo chamber.
Now, I'm headed to the shower and ready to lather myself in numbing cream. After my shower I head to my closet. I didn't want to wear anything tight, I was already uncomfortable and sore as is. So, I decided on my Rugrats tan sweatpants and t-shirt.
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Walking to the den I see Riah and let her know that I'm headed to the nail shop and hair salon, "please let the team know stay close and be discreet."
Now, most people would expect me to get my hair done either at home or an upscale salon. But, I honestly like going to a certain stylists that I know can work with my 4c hair and add a little sause to their design.
I pull up to Sweet Loni's hair salon. If you need an image just think of the hair salon from the show Claws. The hairstylist are crazy as hell, but entertaining as fuck. They keep everything brutally honest.
Walking in I'm immediately hit with the stench of burning hair and loud chattering.
"Honey!! Girl where the hell have you been?! Who the hell you been letting playing in your hair?" My hairdresser yells while walking towards me and eyeballing my hair.
"Just working chile (yes, ik this is not how you spell child) and nobody has been in my head that's why it's looking so crazy" I laugh as she seats me in her chair.
"Well, girl I'm glad you came by. What style you looking for?" She says my placing the cape over my head.
"I'm not sure. I want something different, but not something outrageous." I say looking at her because this girl might try to have me leaving here looking crazy as hell.
"Vague, but I got something in mind for you! But it requires me dying your hair, is that straight?
"Yeah, that's fine girl, but don't have me looking like Boo Boo da Fool!" I said while going through my phone.
