I'm back! But I missed writing. Now I need it more than ever to heal...
Well...here we go.
The picture is of the new character Bre.
-Jas.
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Desiree
Man. This club business is something else. Lace won't ever let me perform here. I don't know a thing about business management.
If it's the grand opening of OUR club then why can't I perform? Psh. Whatever though.
"Boss, we need you in the basement for a second. There's a leak." Zane spoke, slightly startling me.
Lacey kissed my cheek. "I'll be back, babe."
Her and Zane disappeared off into the back hall, so I decided to walk to the bar, and get another drink.
"May I have a shot of a Hennessy?"
"Sure can, boss."
I still can't get used to that.
"Uh thanks." I said, as she handed me the drink.
"So, you own this place too?" I heard a voice say. I turned around to see a stud next to me. Her dreads were really long like Lacey's..
She had this intimidating look on her face. I tried to look in her eyes but I couldn't hold eye contact with her. I just got this really cold feeling..
"Uh yeah. My fiance is the main owner though."
"Ah, fiance. So you're taken. What a shame, ma. She better come stand near you if she wants to keep you."
"Yeah..who are you?" I felt awkward about the conversation.
"My names Bre, ma. What's yours?"
"Desiree...Oh okay, Bre..have a nice night!"
"Nah, you have a nice night. Maybe I'll see you on the dance floor or in a corner."
"Uh...yeah." I grabbed my shot and walked towards the V.I.P lounge.
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Lacey
"No! Don't kill me!"
"Shut her the fuck up." I groaned as I held the gun up to her skull.
"We gave you too much extra time to pay us and you're costing us more by keeping you alive."
"No! Nooo!"
*GUNSHOT*
Her blood splattered everywhere then her body went lifeless and hit the ground.
"Take all her money, phones, and anything you find. Clean this shit up too. I didn't want to have to do this on opening night. I fucked up my suit because you guys didn't do your job!"
My damn workers can be so inconsistent sometimes.
"I don't want to have to clean up nothing like this again. Zane, make sure they clean up and get back to work. I'm gonna have to go upstairs. I have to shake a lot of hands tonight."
"Alright."
I walked back up the stairs passed the main floor to my office to change suits.
Okay, yes. I am still killing. But I had to continue the business and clean the money through the club.
Desiree doesn't know and she isn't gonna find out......
At least I hope....
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Here we go... I really think I found my storyline now too! Comment! Rate! - Jas ❤
