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Ari Fletcher January 11
After leaving Onika's apartment, I got into the car with my homegirl. I came to Los Angeles to talk and reconnect with my sister and ask for a favor, but I already knew she hadn't let anything go yet, so I didn't know how this was going to go, to be honest.
"Damn, that was quick," my girl, Ivy, said, putting the car in drive.
"Girl, she's not here. She's at work at some damn lounge called Sinful Sips. Take me there," I said, and she nodded, driving off.
"Sinful Sips? What kind of shit they got going on?"
"Girl, I'm about to see..." I said, grabbing my phone.
I went to Nicki's contact and tried to call her again just to tell her I was on the way, at least, but she didn't pick up, just like the other times.
About ten minutes later, I pulled up to this club. It was nice and fancy from the outside, and from the looks of the lights flashing from it, I could tell it was nice on the inside-with a name like this, it had to be something that caught everybody's attention.
I got out and walked up to the door, showing my ID to the bouncer, and then I walked in.
Oh, it was something alright.
To me, it was half-naked girls dancing and serving drinks, good food and drinks being served. It looked like a fancy-ass strip joint, and I just knew Nicki wasn't working at a place like this.
I looked towards the bar and I saw Onika mixing drinks. My eyes widened seeing what she had on-I knew Mama didn't know anything about this. I chuckled.
I decided to sit down away from the bar and just watch.
"Oh hey, sexy," one of the girls came up to me. "You want anything to drink?"
"Yeah, you can get me a lemon drop, boo," I said.
"I'll be right back," she said, and I nodded.
I watched Onika flirt and tease the customers, rubbing on them and whispering in their ears. It looked like foreplay; this was a freaky-ass lounge.
I mean, I loved it, but it was just interesting seeing Nicki.
There was one person in particular she was all up on and interested in, some blonde woman. She was leaning over the counter, smiling and speaking with her.
I saw her grab a cherry and feed it to her.
I chuckled and saw a spot open up at the bar. I made my way and sat down, just watching her for a little-she finally broke away from the blonde and was about to walk to the back before I spoke.
"I bet Mama is so proud of her favorite daughter, huh?" I smirked, sipping on my drink. I saw Nicki look back, and her face tensed up, and she rolled her eyes.
