Streets

6. Bad Blood

It was a first of many Derek thought as he saw Adina walk into the restaurant, her tight fitted dark green dress causing him to look at every curve it showed. Why not just go for it he thought, she may be a new adventurous venture. He wanted to know her, he didn't ever see her around the city and it only made him wonder more about her, he got up and pulled out her chair, she smirked, "Hmm chivalry isn't dead it seems." She took a seat and he helped her push in her chair. Adina took in the scene, candlelit dinner, it seemed quite romantic. "Very romantic for a business dinner." He smiled, "Well, I wanted it to be a comfortable setting besides the good food they have here." Adina nodded and looked over the menu, of course everything here is way expensive but she was on a dinner and it was his treat, even if it wasn't she still could afford it. "So, Miss Moss.." she cuts him off, "Adina." He smiled, "Adina, how come I never see you around the city?" She of course knew better than to tell him she's from the grove, even if she does live on the better side. "I travel a lot, never really stay in place but I plan on making my residence for the time being Mob City." He nods in agreement, "This is the place to be, I have my hands in a lot of real estate in the city not to mention being practically best friends with the mayor." Adina knew she scored a big one, she needs as many rich connections as possible, "Practically. Hmmm." She smirked at him just as the waiter arrived.
The evening was spectacular, Derek was overly fascinated with Adina and Adina was shocked at how funny and interesting Derek was. She thinks of Darnell and how their conversations always ended up in arguments, and from there it was usually angry sex. With Derek, they actually talk. "So what's your goal, I mean you talk about owning the boutique and I'm all for it but you don't seem passionate about it." Derek asked and Adina shrugged, "I guess I never really had a passion. I mean I spent so much of my life trying to prove people wrong." She takes a sip of her wine and he looks at her, "Prove people wrong about what?" She looked at him and for a second she thought about telling him, but she didn't think a guy like him could handle that detail. "That I'm more than a pretty face." He understood that, he was sure people treated Adina differently cause of her beauty, "I guess.....I love art. Paintings, poems, I don't know, I've always been a creative person. Can't go very far with that." He smiled and leaned closer to the table, "Adina that can get you very far." They shared a moment, both taking in each other almost for the first time. Something happened, almost like a burning fire was ignited. This was the beginning of something and both of them knew that.
Walking her out after dinner they stopped at her car, "Well Adina this has been....amazing. And I'm even more happy to say I will invest in this business with you." She smiled and extended her hand, "Thank you, you won't regret this." Instead of the handshake she was planning on he softly took her hand in his and he gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand, "Til next time, Adina." She felt her skin burn from his touch, like being licked by a passionate flame and she began to feel herself become aroused. "Til next time." He walked her to her car helping her inside, waving as she drove away. He couldn't wait to see her again, to feel her soft skin and hear her gentle voice. His cell phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulls it out and sees a text from wife, 'Coming home tonight or tomorrow?' He groaned in frustration not even wanting to answer. He knew it was over between them but he needed his wife to know that too.

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Monica was sitting passenger in Luther's all black Chrysler 300. Typical she thought for him to drive a car like this, and the all black, with the exception of the gold trim and interior. It has been day three of her being on the street or "in the field" they liked to call it. The first experience was damn near humiliating, she was paid 400 dollars to give head to a older man who was known to be a deacon at the local church. It was degrading and she had never felt so dirty, however Luther helped her through it, getting clean and having the best weed in town to help stimulate her mind. Not to mention the girls take turns watching Nzuri. Cinnamon was quite fond of him, she claims it's because he reminds her of her little brother who died three years ago, he had issues with his lungs. In the first day Monica had five customers, but day two it went from five to 10 and now on day three she has only one and he's a big spender. A high roller, coming in from the city for a private dance and some private time. Plus he was paying over 5 gs, Luther knew this is what he was expecting. Her name to be out there and with the pictures he has on her onlyfans he made for her the requests were coming in.
Laying down on the silk sheets of this nicely decorated room in the very hotel she's been in time and time again for the past three days. She noted that this room had a very modern feel to it, almost cold and calculated. The customer whose name he mentioned was, Arthur, he was some rich banker. Had a wife and twin 2 year olds. He was very fond of his family and his life although he wasn't fond of the simple way his wife likes to have sex. He came out from the bathroom, wet from his shower, dirty blonde hair dripping water onto his chiseled face. He was in his mid 30s, definitely not the worst looking of the bunch she's met already and he was quite passionate. Sex with him was almost like he was worshipping her. Looking at her dark skin laid out on the navy blue sheets got him excited, "Damn, you are so beautiful." She smirked at him, "You're not to bad yourself." It was at this time she knew he would want more but his time was up and he would have to pay extra for another hour. "If I didn't have to go back to work." She nodded and got up, she gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked into the bathroom to shower and refresh herself. He gathered his belongings and threw down an extra two hundred as a tip. He left as briskly as he came in with her and Luther made his work entrance into the room and smiled at the money on the dresser. He loved when his girls got tips but much more when his top selling girl got a tip.
He walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror before turning to face the silhouette of Monica in the shower, "Diamond my diamond, you just keep on making me smile." She smirked to herself, his praise was simple but she enjoyed it for what it was. It may had only been three days but her and Luther got along amazing, not to mention he treated her differently than the other girls and they didn't seem to mind. Something about him made her feel comfortable she couldn't explain it, "I gotta work tonight daddy." He felt himself getting hard, he loved it when she called him daddy, it felt different then when the other girls said it. "I know baby I know, you got the next three days off, you made enough for me and I don't want you to get worn out your first week." After she finishes her shower she steps out to find him waiting for her with a smile on his face, he grabs her small wet body and pulls her close, kissing her passionately as when they first kissed. Her lips so soft and juicy it drove him crazy, he had to pull away before he had her late for work. "You better get dressed and head out. Mmm and I got a surprise for you when you get back." She smiled and nodded, walking away from the steamy moment they shared she went to get ready for a night at the Black Moon. She knew not to be late or she would feel the wrath of Ricky.