Jazilyn POV
I sat on my bed and put stacks by stacks in my money machine, and it counted 75,000 dollars, I put some more stacks in and the machine showed 55,000.
"75+55....equals...130. Damn 130,000 dollars and 3 months! Well God damn, see I told that bitch Janessa I was gonna make my bread fast as hell"
My IPhone 6 played "Run Me My Money" By Kashdoll, she's this rapper from Detroit, I met at the club a few weeks ago, she's a bad bitch, this hoe made 22 grand on her first night, now she rich as hell. I think Jazzi Bee bouta get on her rappin shit too, but imma still dance.
I finally answered my phone and start fanning my self with one of my stacks.
"Wassup?"
"What you doin' " Riana asked me.
"Nothin, just got done counting my money, what you doin'? "
"Girl nothin, I heard you got you a Rolls Royce, you been ballin bee"
"Yes baby, and I just bought ten pairs of Cartier's, I got Gucci and Prada layin all around here, oh and you know yo bitch got ice just chillin on her wrist, when you comin over?"
"Girl my car in the shop,you talked to Kada"
"Yep last night, she gave me some bomb ass head" I licked my lips.
"I know yall gettin really intimate nowadays"
"Nah we just fuck that's all" I laughed.
The flash on my phone start lighting up,letting me know that someone was on the other line, I took it off my ear and looked at the screen.
"Daddie❤❤"
Oh god..
"Riana imma call you back" I switched over to the other line.
"Hey daddy" I said cheerful
"Wassup baby? How you doin"
"Good"
"How's it goin at your sister's?"
"Oh I don't live with her no more, I got my own place"
"Your own place? That quick it's only been three months"
"Hey she helped get on my feet" I shrugged
"Where you workin at?"
"I am working at....Footlocker down here at the mall and I work at the hospital, I do room service" I lied.
"Okay okay Jaz, I'm really proud of you and I'm glad your sister helpin you I was afraid she was gon lead you the wrong way,"
"Nope, you know Janessa, she's very responsible and protective over me" I fronted
"Alright baby just checking on you, I'm at work. Text me okay"
"Alright daddy" I hung and clicked back on the other line
"Hello?"
"Hey, you comin into work tonight?"
"I don't know, I may go with Kaydee to meet up with some niggas and make a tape"
"How much they payin' ?"
"10 thousand a piece."
"Well get yo money bitch, I'll talk to you later."
"Ahight bitch bye"
Janessa POV
I looked in the mirror at my swollen belly, I am now three months and haven't told anyone. I haven't saw Dalontè since that night he popped up, moving really did the trick. I rubbed my belly and closed my eyes.
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Bag Lady:(Book One)
Ficción GeneralJanessa "Butterfly " Jones is a stripper dancing at Magic City in Atlanta GA, one of the hottest dancers in the city. And you know every stripper has a story to tell, Janessa's story is depressing, after being betrayed, abused and hurt you can only...
