Pressure: The Making of Diamond

F**k the Club Up | 1

"This ain't no muthafuckin playground, bitch we don't play round."  - Poppin

Walking into Club Playhouse I could already tell that the night was going to be lit, only the wealthy and well-known were permitted in. Although everyone in the function is an elite member, there's one specific high roller that I had hopes of seeing tonight.  "Just walked into the door and we're already the center of everyone's attention!" I hear Ivory holler over the loud music.

"Why are you saying that like it's a surprise, you know what the vibes are!" Dahlia, over-the-top ass, yelled back.

"Okay ladies, it's time to divide and conquer." Was all I said and everyone split up. I made my way to the bar and took my place, not even a few minutes later I hear a voice apparently calling to me and I turn around and smirk.

"What's good with you," Tall, dark, and handsome spoke," I'm Delano, and you are?"

"Diamond ." I stuck my hand out for him to shake, instead he took it and gave my knuckles a long kiss while looking into my eyes.

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl, you got a man?" Delano said while taking a seat next to me.

"If I did, do you think I'd be sitting at the bar alone?"

"Good point, but you ain't alone anymore mama." Putting his hand on my thigh he licked his lips and looked me in my eyes, I couldn't help but to smile. This guy has no clue... After a while I notice a few more people approaching the bar and took the opportunity.

Leaning over, I get so close to Delano my lips graze his ear and he shivers a bit but remains composed. "It's getting kind of crowded, you trying to get out of here?" I whisper to him & pull back to look him in the eyes and gage his reaction. He continued to looked me up and down, turned around to take his shot, put some money on the bar, and then turned back to me. 

"Shall we?" He said as he held his arm out for me to grab. Bingo! I slip my hand into the crook of his elbow and follow his lead out the door being sure to look around to see who may be watching. I spot my girls, we lock eyes and nod. They already know the deal.

On the car ride to his home no other words were exchanged between Delano and I, what's understood doesn't need to be explained. After driving for about thirty minutes we pull up to this big ole victorian style house. It was nice, you could tell the house was old but had been renovated to be a little more modern.

"This you?" I question while looking at the house.

"Yeah, my parents passed it on to me. It wasn't in the best shape when I got it but I've been getting some updates done recently." He said once he unlocked the door and we stopped inside to the foyer, he took his jacket off and a short, stout man wearing a tuxedo took it from him. 

"Enough talk... come here." Delano swoops me up, with my legs wrapped around him we make our way through the house and to the master bedroom. Clothes start being ripped and thrown across the room, passionate hungry kisses in between each item of clothing we get off. Finally both naked, Delano kisses from my chest to my pussy mumbling about how pretty and wet I am. He puts his arms up under my legs and doesn't hesitate. It started slow and sensual, each lick and kiss of my clit had me moaning with blissful pleasure and after a while of licking at my juices Delano is ready to slide in, positioning himself.

"Hold on baby," I reach behind the pillow where I stuffed my purse,"don't you need some protection?" One swift motion and I drew  my gun, pointed in the middle of his forehead, and pulled the trigger. Blood splatters on my face and the sheets and my body was buzzing with adrenaline. Taking someone's life always gave me a strange sensation, one I've become accustomed to. Pushing the limp body off of me I get up from the bed,  walk into the bathroom and start the shower. Stepping in I feel the scorching water hit my body. Blood runs down all the way into the drain, after a few more minutes standing under the water I finally turn it off and step out.

"Bitch, were you going to let us know the job was done, don't nobody want to sit in the car all night," Dahlia burst into the room and threw her hands up in frustration," And put some fucking clothes on before I go blind."

Simply rolling my eyes I take my fresh pair of clothes that Ivory was holding for me and put them on,"Did you take care of the butler?" 

Dahlia perked up with her response,"Of course! We also fried the security system, got rid of the footage, made a copy of any records on his computer and fried that too." 

I smile, I never doubt my girls. "Good, now let's go. Double check and make sure we get all of our shit, no trace left behind." I say once I zip up my jacket and holster my gun. After one last sweep of the room, we take the gas cans Dahlia and Ivory brought to douse the house from top to bottom including both bodies and any evidence we may have missed. We leave out the front door and with a lighter in hand, I flick if towards the house and hop in the car. Watching the flames grow in the rear view mirror, we drive off. I take out my trap phone and press the only number saved in the contacts, after a couple of rings it finally stops and I'm met with silence.

"It's done."