San Marino is the biggest club in Toronto that's know for providing quality entertainment from beautiful dancers in little clothing. When Madeleine joins the club she finds that she may be in way over her head, especially when her boss seems to take...
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"Lyssa have you seen my phone?" I ask as I lift my pillows, searching underneath them.
She walks in, a bowl of oatmeal in her hand, "No. Have you checked your car?"
"Yeah I've checked there already." I sigh as I put my pillows back on my freshly laid bed. "I don't know where I could've left it."
"Mr Tesfayes."
I furrow my eyebrows thinking about the possibility, I haven't seen my phone since last night, in his house. Since I left my phones been out of sight so it damn well may be in his house.
"Fuck, I think so." I sigh irritatedly.
"Are you dumb?" Lyssa rolls her eyes before leaning back on my dresser, continuing to put spoon fulls of oats into her mouth. "You get to go back to his house, lucky ass bitch."
"I don't want to go back to his house." I state. I love Lyssa and she's my best friend but I don't plan on telling her that Mr Tesfaye and I kissed. I know I can trust her but I just don't want her judging me. Especially since she can think I'm only doing stuff with him for my benefit, like I'm using him or something, and that's really not the case.
Abel is attractive and all but I couldn't start fucking around with my boss. That's so unprofessional and it's embarrassing, everyone would see if the complete wrong way and if I can avoid drama and animosity I will.
"You're bugging, his sexy ass might open the door shirtless or some shit like that. UGH! If I saw that I would literally just have an asthma attack and die."
I burst out laughing and Lyssa joins me, spitting some oatmeal onto my carpet. "Shit man, you're so fucking extra."
"You think I'm joking but not even. Asthma attacks happen at the worst times for me. I swear if I'm fucking someone and I get an asthma attack again I'm going to kill myself, you have no idea how embarrassing that shit is."
I guffaw at her and she shakes her head before walking out, "You get to that niggas house and get your phone."
I throw my legs over the side of the bed with a sigh as I stand up. If I'm going to even go to his house to check if my phones there I need to fucking get dressed. And I was planning on staying at home and getting fat all day, this really kills my plans.
As I make my way to my wooden wardrobe the door bell rings, the irritating sound of the high pitched chime making me roll my eyes. I stay in my room, leaving the door for Lyssa to answer since she's in the kitchen next to it.
