The Alpha & The Stripper (BWWM) CANCELED

Chapter 3: Dances & Blue Eyes

It's been three damn days since I've been at the club and I'm beyond fucking pissed. Blue eyes has someone come in and buy me out every night I'm supposed to work. Each time the amount is increased by five grand increments. Soon as I walk in King gives me my half then kicks me out the club. First it was seventy-five hundred then ten grand then twelve grand. I mean the money is good but I'd be getting more if I was stripping too. He thinks he can run my life well fuck him. I convinced Kayla to let me take her shift tonight. I know for a fact that he won't have money there for me because I'm not supposed to work tonight at all. That'll teach him to fuck with me. Lord knows King won't give a shit cause either way he's making money. I have no idea why he would even let this man get his way. I'm his damn best attraction but then again King is one greedy motherfucker. Soon as I walk in people are staring at me in shock. It's not like a bitch died or some shit they need to mind their damn business. I walk to the bar taking my shot before heading to the back to my vanity I know for sure this is going to be one long ass night. A bitch just wants to make her money without issues and get the fuck out of here. Just as I change into my outfit for my first dance King walks in looking like he's seen a damn ghost.

"What are you doing here?" he asks standing behind me.

"I work here King."

"Not tonight, where is Cinnamon?"

"I'm taking her shift I need to work King."

"You can't be here Candy."

"Yes I can and if you make me leave you're short one stripper."

He groans, "fine but don't blame me when shit pop off."

He walks out the room leaving my black ass dumbfounded. What the fuck is he talking about? Why doesn't he want me here anyway? Ain't like blue eyes is here to know if that's what he's worried about. But who gives a fuck about blue eyes King runs this place not him. I put on my six inch heels before getting up and heading to the stage. Soon as the beat drops I start my dance. Damn I never thought I'd say some off the wall shit like this but my ass missed stripping. The thrill of being on the pole and all the cash being thrown my way. Part of me knows I only missed this shit because it wasn't my choice to stop. Blue eyes fucking forced me to quit. It's something completely different to want to quit and being forced to quit. King and blue eyes are stupid as fuck if they thought they could stop me from doing what the fuck I want to do. Don't they know you can't stop a bad bitch. Once my dance is over I collect my cash before walking to the back.

"So where you been?" Honey asks as I sit down at my vanity.

Who gave this bitch the impression that she could inquire about my whereabouts? I know I damn sure didn't. See shit like this happens when you're gone for a while. Bitches forget their place in the world and you have to rudely show them their place again.

"I know you fucking hear me talking to you Candy" she snaps.

Yeah this bitch has officially lost her damn mind. Who the fuck does she think she talking to? Lord knows I don't need to go to jail for assault again. Just calm down Jade, that's it take a deep breath. "Bitch speak again and I'm going to jail" I state once I hear her take a breath to speak.

"I just asked a damn question."

I turn to face her, "Bitch when did you get permission to inquire about my damn business. Remember your got damn place and don't fucking question shit I do."

She glares but turns back around to her station. Yeah that bitch knows better, one more word out of her mouth and she would've gotten popped in her shit. Bitch knows I don't play, everybody is out their mind in this bitch. I mean I was only gone for three days why the need to act different? Kayla should've told me what was up letting me walk into this shit. Some kind of best friend she is. I fix my hair before walking to the stage for my next dance. I'm going to have a serious talk with Kayla soon as I'm home and her ass better be there too. I see the door open as I walk to let some old dude put cash in my g-string. I move back to the pole twirling as cash is thrown my way.