I've been at work since ten-thirty it's twelve now, so I haven't been working for Long.
I'm in the middle of dancing when everyone gets quiet, what the fuck I turn around to see four men walking in, all oozing power.
The one at the left end has on black jeans and a black jacket he looks about 6'4 dark brown skin with bright blue eyes, I can't see his hair because he has his hood on and a scowl on his face. Mr. Grump grump.
The one next to him has on gray sweats with a white shirt on, he also looks about 6'4, pale white sink with green eyes, he has ear length dark blue hair with blonde grown out roots with a calm look on his face and looks like he just woke up. blueberry.
I look next to blueberry my breath getting caught in my throat, the one next to blueberry has on a plane black button up shirt, tattoos peeking out at his neck, his arms mussels popping out but not too much for him to look overly buff with a silver watch on his wrist he also has on black slacks, looks about 6'6, with friar white skin, cloudy grey eyes all most black and black silky hair that's shorter on the sides and back while being longer on the top and gelled back his face looking emotionless.
Yeah, don't got a nick name for him.
My eyes move next to him widening in shock connecting with familiar hazel eyes, fucking Theo. I see the moment his eyes click with realization and oh boy do I regret looking at him "daddy!" he screams out looking right at me causing the other three men he is with to look at me plus everybody else that's in the club.
Oh. my. fucking. god. I stand there looking around my teeth playing with my tongue ring as if I don't know who Hes screaming at.
Nobody stops looking at me "what the fuck are you looking at?" I ask looking around, my voice and face emotionless, I hear someone bust out laughing and look back to see Mia bent down laughing. yeah, fuck this I'm going home. I look around me and scoff everybody still staring, I flick them off and walk off to the dressing rooms my heels clicking against the floor of the club but not before sending Theo a nasty glare witch he just smiled and waved at me like he didn't just call me daddy in front of a shit ton of people.
I don't give a fuck what people think or have to say but I'm really not in the mood tonight for somebody I've met ones to shout daddy at me at my workplace, who the fuck dose that?
It's funny when you think about it, but I'm not in the mood to think about it like that right now.
Walking out the dressing rooms I bump into somebody and look down to see Mia who gives me a small smile "we have a meeting with the boss all the other girls already had it while you were changing." she tells me, I nod and walk to the back office opening the door without knocking Mia behind me.
All three men that Theo walked in with, and Theo look up at me, they just keep looking at me like I'm dumb "boo." I say my face showing no emotion and my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Sit down." The one with gray eyes says through gritted teeth, he's smells like sweet butter and cologne, and I don't even know but really good, Hes sitting behind the desk that's in the right corner of the office with a clenched jaw "and who are you to give me commands like I'm a dog or something?" I scoff feeling four pair of eyes look up at me "your fucking boss, sit. the. fuck. down." he says his voice becoming lower.
"I'm sitting down because I feel like it not because you commanded me to boss." I say rolling my eyes and lay down in the spot I was just standing in "hey daddy Veah." I hear Theo say in a small voice "shut the hell up Theo." I say my voice coming out irritated, turning back to my boss "so what do you want?" I ask my voice still coming out irritated "I've been hearing some of the girls have been giving blow jobs to costumers." I can hear the anger in his voice.
"I bet you have." I say sitting up looking at the man in front of me who's jaw is ticking and pure anger in his eyes "what's that supposed to mean?" he asks his voice rising buzzing with anger and an Italian ascent coming out, sexy.
I bust out laughing everybody just looking at me "have you not met the women you've got working here?" I question looking at him I see his jaw tick and his hand start to shake. he can't get mad at me for laughing "are you one of the girls giving blow jobs?" do I look like I give fucking blow jobs? no. "no." I say and walk out of the office and hear a loud crash, looks like I made somebody mad.
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I get home eat some pineapple and drink a red bull, take a shower play with my baby em, put my phone on the charger, use the bathroom and then lay down darkness taking over my body.
I sit on my bed in my room playing with my finger when my door bust open my dad standing in the doorway looking pissed "go down to the basement little bitch" he says anger lacing his voice. looking down I nod and walk behind him following him down, my ten-year-old self already knew what was about to happen.
Pushing me on the basement floor he kicked me in the lip, busting it then punched me in the face then the arm, then cheek and then stepping on my legs over and over aging while I just laid there letting him.
My cry's echoing in the basement fouling him on. he takes my face in his hands gripping on my jaw hard making me feel like Hes going to break it, he kicks me in the stomach still gripping my jaw looking at me with hatred in his eyes spitting on me and punching me in my left eye and walks out locking me in here, in the dark, in pain, alone.
My whole-body bruising and bleeding and my face left with dried up tears, I lay down looking over at the wall feeling numb.
My dad always dose this when Hes mad or just when he feels like it.
I jolt up out of my sleep sweating and tears dripping from my chin looking around panting. after calming myself down I try to go back to sleep only to have that same dream again.
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