𝙄𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚

Sunrise Come

Natille's POV •

"And you want me to help you after you hurt Voria the way you did?" my father scoffs.

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. I'm your daughter, I have dirt on you. Get the lady cop's kid into the school." I stare my father down on his door step. I can smell Voria in the kitchen cooking, and it isn't the food I smell.

"She cooks naked for you too?" I twist up my nose. "When she started doing that shit the last few days of our relationship, I knew she had to go. Shorty had about nine to ten STD's, it smelled like."

"You will not-

"I'll do what I want," I turn around and head back to the car. "I've already left the girl's info with your secretary. This year remember to get your hoe's different Valentine's gifts, you don't want a mix up again like last year."

I pull off and look down at my phone for who's next on my visit list. I spot Regina's name and grin.

It seems like my fun's going to start all over again.

After I leave Regina's, I have two papers with her name signed on it added to my arsenal. She's slowly giving me Midnight Drop and falling further into debt herself without her even knowing it. I talked to her maid: I'll be able to steal the tape in no time. Regina will be gone all tomorrow night for a date which is when I'll strike.

My mind goes over the way she tried to barricade herself in her office earlier tonight. The way she nearly choked on the poison I gave her. A mixture of robitussin and benadryl was an almost fatal combo.

My phone started ringing and I looked down to see that it was Xiomara calling. I answered, pulling up to the house Regina was renting for me (without her knowledge of course). "Hello cello," I answer.

"You...are you alright still?" she asks.

"Aww, you're concerned?" I coo.

"Shut the fuck up. I still don't like you. I'm finna go on stage and perform in a second."

"You working at Sunrise again?" I ask.

"Yeah, a lot of people are converting from Midnight to here. I'm thinking about starting my own stripper and pole dancing class," she informs me. "My friend Sam and I were chatting it up and she suggested it. It's just so damn expensive."

"That's good, X."

"I gotta go. See you later," she says quickly.

I drop off my papers inside of the fancy apartment then turn my car around to Sunrise. I'm going eighty all the way there, and my heart's beating fast. Why am I in such a rush to see Xiomara? She didn't necessarily ask me to come see her.

"It's a club, Nat. I can go see her when I want to," I scold myself. The way she climbed that pole entered my mind again and the way she crawled around the floor. I gulped, squeezing my legs as I finally arrived at Sunrise Come.

"Xiomara," I moaned, and felt wetness creeping in the seat of my dark pants. I put the car in park and looked down at the mess I made and stuck my hands all in it. I fingered myself slowly, hearing the loud music from inside the club thumping against the walls of the car.

"Xiomara," I whispered again, a single tear rolling down my cheek. My pants were ruined and my underwear was a soggy mess. I finally forced myself out of the car and took in my clothes. The club was dark and it was damn near pitch black outside. No one would see. I made my way past the long line to get into Sunrise and nodded at the bouncer. He gave me a skeptical look but let me inside anyways.