Backfire on the Empire

Like an Angel

Omniscient POV

Cookie and Jamal walked into a club that they found through Google. It was called the BBW Club. Big women performed here all the time. Whether it be stripping, singing, choreographed dancing, or poems.

It was packed with big women and chubby chasing men. Cookie had to admit, some of these men were really good looking. None better than her Hakim though. She walked over to the bar as Jamal mingled. The bartender gave her a disgusted look.

Do he know who I am? I'm Cookie Fuckin Lyon! Cookie thought angrily.

"Can I get a scotch on the rocks please?" Cookie asked with an attitude.

She had guards roaming around the club watching her, so she wasn't worried. Plus, the women in jail were three times as tough as this fool standing in front of her looking at her like she stole his property. Not that she would dare steal anything from his broke ass. She could buy his whole good for nothing family if she wanted to, but they were good for nothing, so that wasn't an option.

"Yea mhm." the man said before pouring her some scotch and putting two ice cubes inside the small glass and handing it to her.

"Thanks.... bitch." she said before walking away with her drink.

All of a sudden, a sound his her ears. It was a heavenly sound that made her want to fall on her knees and pray to Jesus. It was the voice of what Cookie assumed to be an angel.

"Don't know whyy there's no sun up in the sky. Stormy weather since my man and I ain't together. Keeps raining all of the tiiime. Oh yea raining all of the time."

The voice was beautiful and the piano player sounded skillful as well. By the time Cookie made it in front of the stage, Jamal was already there smiling. She looked up to see two pretty heavy set women. A darker skinned one standing in front of the microphone belting out beautiful noise, and a lighter peanut butter skinned girl playing the piano.

The one singing wore a blue crop top with a white skirt. Her top half was small, but her bottom half was large. Her hips were really wide and her thighs and calves were large. She had a thin waist and a flat stomach with D cup breasts, nonetheless, she was still big. She had long hair and slanted eyes with full lips. Her nose was perky. She was gorgeous and Hakim would probably be all over her.

The lighter skinned one was dressed on a long sleeved, black, floor length dress. It was low cut and looked really good on her. She was shapely as well, but more big boned. She had a pop star vibe and could probably play every instrument Empire threw at her. Her hair was in long braids down her back and she wore glasses. She had full lips and slanted eyes. Her make-up was light, and Cookie could tell she was more natural.

As Cookie watched, Jamal listened to the music. He could tell that he and Hakim could make a great song with them. They had great musical talent. They were a money train and of course something different.

"Keeps raining aaaaall of the time! Oh yea yea. Keeps raining all of the tiiiiimme." the two women both sang together.

"Damn." Cookie mouthed at their harmonization. It was beautiful.

As the girls stood up and took a bow, Jamal and Cookie cheered at the top of their lungs. The two women looked over and their faces wore shocked expressions when they saw two members of the Lyon family staring at them and applauding.

Soon after, the girls came off the stage giggling and chattering. Cookie and Jamal walked over. The girls looked at them with hopeful eyes and nervous expressions.

"Hello. I'm Cookie and this is Jamal." Cookie spoke.

She out out her hand and so did Jamal. The four took turns shaking each others hands.

"Hello. Nice to meet you both. I'm a big fan of the both of you. I'm Kristy and this is my sister Karina." The lighter one that Cookie now knew as Kristy said in a rather exiting voice. She had a down to earth tone.

"Nice to meet you both. Why you sure are quiet." Cookie said to Karina.

"I'm sorry. I'm just nervous." Karina said in a voice that shocked Cookie and Jamal.

She had the calmest most sensual voice they had ever heard. It wasn't high pitched, or too deep, it sounded like sex and calmness. Cookie could tell Karina would be able to talk Hakim into actually being her boyfriend for real. She instantly wanted to know what this girl was about.

"I'll just cut to the chase. I think you and my son Hakim would go great together. He sent Jamal and I out to find him a companion. A friend and possibly a lover. Kristy you have great talents and I want you and your sister to work with Empire. If y'all agree to meet with Hakim, Jamal, Andre, and I, I promise we can talk over a deal." Cookie said.

"Yes of course." Karina and Kristy said at the same time.

"That's great. Just give me your address and number and I'll arrange for you to be picked up in a limo by my personal driver the day of the meeting." Jamal said.

"Of course." Kristy said before quickly getting a piece of paper out of the pocket she had on the side of her dress and jotting down their information and handing it to Jamal.

"Thank you. We'll be in touch with you soon." Jamal said before he and Cookie left the club.