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1. baddest

Chapter 1: Baddest

Playlist: Baddest By Latto Featuring Omeretta

Diamond

1:11 am

"You want a dance?"

I looked up at a dancer I had grown pretty familiar with. Her name was Cinnamon. It was a befitting name consider her skin tone and her hair falling to her waist.Today her was black but she often switched up the color. Her body clinging to the thin almost transparent black jumpsuit. It was filled with holes and opens. Not a lot but just enough for niggas to get some titillation out of it. Her body was one I envied at times. Our shapes being extremely different but I was okay with my body.

I looked into her eyes nodding. She smiled at me proceeding to bend over leaning on the table in my section shaking her ass. I pulled out my ones from my purse throwing them up in the air. Her eyes looking back towards me and smirked. She leaned up letting her hands run againist her body. Her eyes never leaving mine putting me into a trance. She was good at what she did.

She a bad bitch...

I sipped on my drink leaning back throwing more money. I smiled softly feeling everyone in the club watching me. Guys watching me in envy and confusion.

...far from average....

It wasn't an everyday thing that you seen a bitch in the club throwing this type of money. It didn't hurt that I had one the baddest girls in the club dancing for me. Niggas hated me in this bitch. Most of the dancers knew me on name basis and I was cool with that. They was all cool as hell and they liked dancing for me since I wasn't a man objectifying and lusting after them. It was a win win.

It didn't help that more than half the niggas in here been trying to fuck me ever since the first day I walked in these doors...

Nigga lying if he said he had it...

But I had taste... they didn't please my pallet...

Niggas just wished they was on the winning team.

Nigga lying saying he hit it...

I enjoyed my dance slapping her ass a few times for good measure. When I felt eyes on me. This was different. But like thoose envious eyes watching the section but in turn it was watchful eyes watching me... lusting after me...

...he ain't hit it...

I shifted my head towards thoose eyes watching me. Our eyes meeting for a split second. A second felt hours, and thoose hours felt liked days. His light brown eyes watching me from across the club. Not the fat ass infront of my face. I continued to throw my money like that shit ain't even happen.

Finna drop a bad when you see me walk in Lennox...

"Ouu girl. He want you." Cinnamon said looking at me smirking.I looked up at her a chuckled lightly shaking my head.

Ain't no pressure, I'm get it bad as soon as I spend it...

"Nah." I said chuckling even louder. She turned towards me never stopped her movements. Her body moving in ways that look so complex on her but was so simple.

I continued throwing money at her making her smirk. Her eyes on as well as all the eyes in the club.

I ain't taking shit back, if I said then I meant it...

I loved the envious eyes I got. It made me smile knowing I was dragging niggas

I ain't with the back and forth...