𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑶𝒇 𝑨 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚𝑩𝒐𝒚

06

CHAPTER SIX
🥀 JULIAN HART
PRESENT DAY
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Never again. That could never happen again. "What's on your mind..?" Alex asked weakly and I turned to look at her and grabbed her hand. "Nothing you need to worry yourself about. How are you feeling?" I asked and she smiled. "Fucking horrible, I'm ready to go home." We both laughed and my expression changed to disgust and anger.

"Who gave you the drugs Alex? You didn't tell the police anything.." I asked and she looked away. "I don't want to talk about it," she cried . "Alex. Clearly something is going on with you, just tell me. We're best friends right?" I've never seen her so...helpless. She's usually cheerful and happy.

"I can't.." she choked and I laid my head on her hand. I wasn't a crier, never was and never showed it even if I did. I just kept quiet the rest of the time I was there.

"Make sure you eat something." I told her as I put on my coat, getting ready to leave. "I will.." she smiled and said. I smiled back and left the room. I made it to the front desk when I heard someone call my name. I looked back to see Janice, our manager. What was she doing here?

"She seems to be doing better." She commented and I nodded, "yeah..she is." I said. "Well I was just here to apologize about last time, for asking you to do such a thing," she said and put her hands in her pocket. "But, this time I'm not here to give you a choice. Well, it is kind of a choice. You can either do it or...poor Alex won't have a job to get back to when she gets well and neither will you. Then, I'll make sure no one hires you ever. I'll even lie to Dante and tell him you came up with the idea,"

She walked closer to me and smiled, my heart was beating face and my face began to heat up. "Don't think about it too much okay?" She said and walked away, I clenched my fists and walked to the men's bathroom. That bitch. Even if I didn't care for this fucking job, Alex got it for me and it'd be wrong of me to not care about what's she done for me.

Shit. I tied my dreads back and wiped my face with cold water.

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The next day I walked in bleakly , I didn't even bother going behind the bar counter. I didn't see Dante yet, don't even know why I want to see him the fuck? I don't care about that nigga.

I walked to Janice's office and knocked on her door. "Come in." She said from the other side, I went in and closed the door behind me. "Sit." She pointed to the chair without looking at me, I walked to the seat and sat down. "Give me a minute." She said and finished doing something on her computer.

When she was finished she handed me some cloth and bunny ears. "What's this supposed to be?" I asked, looking at the barely pieces of clothing. "Your new work uniform, you take it off after your part, put it in your locker and we come and collect to wash it then it goes back in your locker." She said and I sighed.

"How long do I have to do this?" I asked and she hummed. "Till I feel like I have enough evidence on that demon." She said and got up and so did I. "I'll show you where you'll be at ." She said and we walked out and went to the second floor , the upstairs was big and filled with vibrant colors and different types of art.

It smelled like nothing. She walked me to a door that said male dancers on the door, she knocked and the door opened to pop music and naked men, some with tiles wrapped around their waist. "Come on." She said and as I walked in with her, the men kept their eyes on me. There was a lot of diversity, Asian, black, Indian, African, you name it. Some white males too but mainly different races.

"This will be your new home," she said and everyone started cheering and clapping, some found it funny, some didn't care, some looked unimpressed, some looked happy. I, on the other hand, was depressed and ready to go home. I'll make sure to tell my ma about this.

"Hi," I waved and they all said hey in sync. "This will be your new member, even though applications are closed, he's one of my best friend's sons so .. be nice and teach him how to work that pole. Remember:

Playboy is a club for the lost and found," they all said in sync like some sort of ritual.

"Remember our deal juju.." she whispered to me as she was about to walk out, I looked at her and reluctantly nodded. Once she walked out the music started playing again and some of the guys came up to me and introduced themselves to me.

"I'm redhot," one of the redheads with freckles said and I shook his hand. "Mines water, since this ass move like water, okay?" He touched his toes and moved his waist a little bit and that ass indeed, moves like water. I was been gay, so I didn't mind checking shit out on a nigga.

The rest fell in line and did the same, I knew I wasn't gonna remember these names by tonight but oh well. Their problem, not mine. "Come on, I'll show you your locker," redhot said and walked me to my locker, I was about the tenth nigga who was tall in here. "How many guys work here?" I asked redhot and he turned to me and smiled. "About 30. The girls, however, have more. They have about 60-66." He said and I nodded.

I was definitely taller than him. He was more on the twunk side and average height. "Thanks," I said to him as he walked away. "Be careful of him," someone told me as I opened my empty locker. I turned my head and arched an eyebrow. "He's dating one of the most richest niggas in here and he's entitled as fuck, with a hot head. Liar too." Damn. I thought to myself.

"Thanks. You are?" I asked and he smiled at me. "Oh, my apologies, I'm Evan's. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't go by them gay ass names." He said and I didn't know what to say, I knew not every nigga who danced was gay but still...so blunt, just like that?

He was one of the other black dudes in here and his locker was right next to mines. "ALRIGHT EVERYONE, TWENTY MORE MINUTES LETS GOOOO !!" Some random man came out a room and yelled, everyone started to bustle around.

"Aye man, they don't play about time, get in that shower and put that on and let's go." Evan said and I nodded.