Invasion Of Privacy

Chapter 8

Video in M/M(^^^Skip to 0.49 for scene!)
Cardi POV

"I'm here now. You can go."Kentrell waved me off. Day three of baby sitting had gone by smoothly and was over with. I had to get to my second job.

So, see, I got smart. I started bringing changing clothes to Nicki's house so I could leave from my first job and go straight to my second job. I didn't have to make any stops in between which wasted less time.

"I just read Miah his bedtime story, he's asleep."I informed him.

"Okay. Go,"He repeated which made me stop. I stared at him for a minute. I mean, I know Nicki said it takes him a while to accept new people into his life but still. He doesn't have to be so mean with it.

"Why you don't like me?"I couldn't hold back this question anymore.

"I don't know you enough to like you."

He had a good point. "Okay but you don't have to be mean to me."I retorted.

"I'm not being mean. I'm being me."His voice was dull as usual. Eye roll...

"Which is mean. And I don't see why."

"Are you going to leave or what? This isn't your house. You needa go before it gets too late."

"It's nine. It's already late."

"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be on the streets so late."he never looked up from his phone.

I was shocked. Did he just call me a pretty girl? Or was I just hearing random words and visioning them from his mouth? I shook it off.

"You're right. I'm leaving now."I tightened the belt on my robe and slid into my shoes. I made my way on over to my next checks. I got money every night here.

When I wasn't on stage, I was either kicking it with Chelsea and Charlotte(from Loving The Enemy)in the dressing rooms or I was giving out lap dances.

"I gotta man but I really want yours!"I said into the camera while I shook my body just a little bit. I laughed and the video ended right after my cackle.

"Send that to me."I demanded. Here, I run shit. I'm in charge when Kelby isn't here. Not to brag but I'm the one that makes a lot of money for the club. Next to Kelby(kel-bee), the one that makes the most. It's her, then I'm second and then it's the rest of these broke hoes on the ranking charts.

A few seconds to a minute later I heard my phone ding, letting me know the video came through.

Once my make up was fixed to perfection, I went out there on that stage and automatically, the crowd went crazy. They loved me here.

"Bacardi!"Some people shouted my stripper name. My name made people buy the drink from our club which was also money for the bartenders. I'm making money for the bartenders, the club owner and myself. I should be in the top spot if ya ask me...

I pulled at least four thousand three hundred bucks within the first dance.

"Unh unh!"I shouted over the music. One of the strippers here was trying to bend down and take the money that I danced for. Damn near broke all my hip bones for these thousands, so she is not about to come up and snatch them.

"Move it ya broke bitch! Go dance for you own money!"I pushed her away from the piles of ones. She stumbled back. She must be drunk. The workers are not supposed to be drunk on the clock. We can only be drunk if we not working the pole that night. We're supposed to perform sober. The only drinks a stripper here would be allowed is a shy stripper. The owner would only let her get the least bit of tipsy to loosen her up before a show. That is the only time a worker on the clock can have an alcoholic beverage.