Nicki is one of the highest paid escorts in the game. She does it to make ends meet since she has had to take care of herself since 19. She meets one client that changes the rest of her life. [COMPLETED]
*sorry for any mistakes
Warning ⚠️: This chapter contains material that could potentially trigger or make people uncomfortable. If you are uncomfortable with sexual violence/trauma, please do not read ahead.
"So what's your favorite color and shit" he asks followed by a chuckle. I giggle and look up pretending to think about it. "Uhhh...pink" I say. He nods and takes a bite from his pasta.
We were at this nice ass restaurant because he asked if I wanted to go out with him.
"What's yours" I ask leaning my head to the side. "That's easy..blue" he answers throwing up his gang sign. I chuckle and shake my head. "You never been with a street nigga" he asks. "Of course, I grew up on the south side of Chicago, there was plenty of street niggas" I answer back.
"So you use to that life then, huh" he looks over at me. I nod. "You got brothers or uncles in the life" "probably, I'm not sure though. I was a foster kid for most of my life". I look down as I start to remember the shit I went through growing up. Foster care was hell.
"If you don't mind me asking, why did you end up in foster care" he asked looking me in the eyes. "My mom was always strung out and bringing strange men in and out of my house. And they used to.." I trail off beginning to feel sad. He grabbed my hand and gently squeezed it. "I'm sorry, I ain't mean getting too personal" he says apologetically. I shake my head and say, "no, you good".
"So how old are you" I ask. "28, you" "24" I answer back. "You young" he furrowed his brows. I look at him crazy and say, "nigga I'm grown" then I snack my lips. He starts cracking up. I look at him confused. "I missed the joke" I say with a slight attitude. "No joke, I'm sorry ma. You just funny" he chuckles.
I roll my eyes and take another sip of my wine. "You been to prison" I ask catching him off guard. He scoffs and raises his eyebrows. "Yea, I did a little time" he answers not really looking at me. He clearly wasn't proud of it. "Uh oh, did I strike a nerve" I ask. He shook his head, "nah, you straight".
We finish up and pay the bill. We walk over to his car and he opens the passenger door for me. I get in and he closes the door. He gets in on his side and we drive off.
We pull up to my apartment and I start to get out. He grabs my arm and I look back, "So no goodnight kiss" he smirks. I scoff and playfully roll my eyes. I lean over and placed a kiss on his cheek. He straight faces me and I bust out laughing. "Goodnight Donny" I say and close the door.
As soon as I got to my apartment, I threw my heels off. Damn these bitches hurt, I thought. I walk over to my bathroom and head to the shower but then I heard my phone ding.
I went over to check it.
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I sighed and shook my head with a smile on my face. This man just do something to me. I got off the bed and head back to the shower. After I handle my business I head back to my room with a towel wrapped around my body.
