Christopher Maurice Brown, 26. Going from situation to situation trying to make relationships work, Chris finds himself giving up on it.
Being so young, he's just carefree and wants to have fun. No strings for anyone to pull on.
He stays a night th...
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"Hello?" A sweet voice came from the other side of the phone.
"What are you up to?"
"Working, about to call it a day. So you're up for dinner?" I can hear the smile in her talk.
"If you still are then yes. But I wanna do something afterwards."
"The usual?"
"Mhm. I'll pick you up in an hour or just call when you ready ma"
"Okay bye." She said hanging up the phone.
Now she's not really the one to play around with. At all. She doesn't give a fuck if you been there for her after years and one day she just not feelin it anymore boom: dropped.
Basically she's a busy woman. She has shit to do. She's cold. And may I add she doesn't give a fuck about anything other than herself and money. Which I respect one hundred percent. She's too damn smart to fuck with these industry people so she's behind the scenes. Running shit.
Our relationship has never been sexual. I mean yes it has but we've never ended up in a bed together. Flirting is the most between us. A mutual respect. She's almost almost the female version of me. But I'd like to think I have a heart.
Whenever a break is needed she's just my go-to. After the big breakup my head was fucked up. But then she came around, walked me through it; fuck it and fuck everyone. So that's how I can sum up this whole thing.
We only talk on occasion being once every six months but we pick up right where we left off and keep walking.
"I don't know I kinda like her but I'm not tryna fall into something like that again, Gi"
"Okay so don't." She said sternly.
"Yeah but on the other hand I do like being around her."
"Who's this again?"
"Rihanna" I said.
She took another sip from her wine glass, "Fenty?"
I nodded my head. My phone buzzed, in my pocket not wanting to be rude, I didn't check.
"Hm."
"But man I talked to her this morning and" I shrugged my shoulders "I just know she doesn't want it like I do."
"Well that's exactly where you stop. Slow it down. It's like you're having a conversation, stop talking and listen to what she wants, but in this case, calm it down and watch if she takes control" she stated nonchalantly.
"Shit maybe." I looked down at my food and started eating again.
She sighed. "I don't know what advice to give you. When you and her broke up I know what kind of guy you became. I don't want to see you like that again Chris."
I put my hand over hers. "We'll save this conversation for another day. I wanted to come out with you for a reason."
She smiled knowing exactly why. "A clown" she said quietly then laughing, showing all her teeth.
"Come on" I said after we ate. Grabbing her hand I lead us back to my car.
I called up one of my guys to make sure the place is cleared out.
For a private show.
I only ever went with Gi right by my side.
We walked with straight faces and money in our pockets, to the penthouse.
"You look mean as shit" the Italian man said, looking at both of us, stepping outside of the door.
I smirked to him and Gi still had a straight face. She wasn't too big on people.
"I appreciate it, V" I shook his hand and he handed me the room key. "Lock up" he said then left out.
Walking into the room with all glass as walls, the lights nicely dimmed, one of the girls greeted us in a deep red lingerie set.
"We are here to make your desires our business. You will find that there are only two rules here. 1. Don't force it, let it happen. 2. As much as you'll hate it, at some point tonight you must leave. Enjoy."
She smiled and motioned towards another door.
I grabbed Gi's hand, walking towards the door. I looked down to her and we laughed a little out of excitement.
"This is your night. Would you rather us call you by name or not speak at all?" One of the many girls asked us.
Two others pulled up chairs for us to sit down.
"I'd like for you to speak, not a lot though. The name is Chris. Or daddy. Either one is fine."
I laughed and Gi giggled next to me.
"And what should we call you, beautiful?" Another girl asked her Gi.
She smirked, taking her jacket off and putting it on the back of her chair.
One girl already took a seat on my lap, and the music started playing in the background.
Not going to lie I was already hard.
She kissed on my neck next.
"Hm....." Gi said, uncrossing her legs as a few girls walked towards her.
Her ass would never get into something like this if we weren't to be here, I thought laughing.
Feeling a hand go up my leg I felt myself get hot.
