The Alpha & The Stripper (BWWM) CANCELED

Chapter 10: New Clubs & Pop Ups

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I walk into the building going straight to the bar. Tonight is my second night at the new club, luckily for me blue eyes hasn't found out yet. Shit I was fucking happy that I happened to be home when he popped by my house the other day. I was fucking pissed though, who the fuck does he think he is coming to my fucking place unannounced? There's no escaping that fucking man. I take my shot eyeing the club, it's a nice upscale place, decorated in dark reds and black. The place is fucking exclusive too, you have to know the passcode to get into the bitch. A passcode to get into a strip club, where the fuck they do that? Not to mention they only hire the best of the fucking best, trying to work here is like trying out for a NFL cheerleading team. But the damn pay is worth it all a bitch is getting paid a grand an hour and that's not including the cash I get thrown. Exclusivity has its perks I'll fucking tell you that. These dudes only throw hundreds nothing else. A bitch is loving it. I gaze over at the entrance to see a tall white man with dark hair dressed in joggers, a white tee, and Timbs walk in holding hands with a mocha complexion woman with long dark curls and a nice ass body. The manager of the place rushed over with a grin. I can't lie they made a nice-looking couple. Everything about the man screams power like blue eyes.

"Who's that?" I ask the bartender.

"Matteo Mancini and his fiancée, he owns the joint" he states before walking away. (Yeah I'm that author 😌😂)

I watch as he surveys the place while his girl looks out of place. I get up and walk to the back to my station. I take my time getting ready making sure to look my best. The owner, his girl, and the manager walks in.

"Hey Matteo" one of the girls flirt with a grin.

"He's not paying you no mind so sit the fuck down" his woman spits.

I resist the urge to laugh as he whispers something in her ear calming her down. That's what the bitch gets, if the dude is attached to her fucking hip that's her man. Bitches always looking for a come up she's lucky that's all she got because if it was me I would've smack the shit out of her. I don't play that dumb ass shit.

They walk out and I changed into my outfit for my first dance. Being here I've learned a few new tricks like I said they only hire the best of the best. Even in the short time I've been here I've gotten close to one girl Yas. She's two years older than me but she isn't stuck up and snobby like the other bitches here. Honestly how can you think you're better than someone here? We're all fucking shippers for fuck sake. I hear my name being called and walk out to the stage.

My second dance is a dance with Yas, we dance individually before coming together to do the elevator. Yas is on the bottom and I stand on top of her horizontal body dancing as she slowly drops down like an elevator and spins. The shit is definitely a crowd pleaser. Yas and I split the money evenly so it's all good in the hood. I take my seat at my station touching up my makeup. Only a few more hours and my ass can rest.

I walk into my apartment to see Kay on the couch talking to Bry. What the fuck? What's up with people just popping up at my shit? It's annoying and not to mention neither one of them is my dude so popping up is off fucking limits.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

He stands up walking closer to me placing a kiss to my check. "I just wanted to see you."

I eye him skeptically. These are booty call hours and I don't play that shit. He wasted his damn time coming here. "Why didn't you call?"

He looks taken back by my question as if he somehow figured he had the right to pop up on me. I think the fuck not. "I knew you were busy with work. Thought I'd surprise you."