C H A P T E R 7
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"I found my light...I look around and the colours so bright..."
Saturday. A day where it seems niggas don't have a family to go home to so they come on down to Cherry Bomb to throw dollars and hopefully get a satisfactory lap dance to feed their weird fetishes.
Jade walked off stage, body glistened with sweat and bra stuffed with money. The dressing room was absent of Peach and Coco who were either giving lap dances or sucking Pedro's dick. Either way, she didn't care.
The next girl went on stage as soon as her song came on. Mahika looked towards Francesca who scrolled on her phone.
Sitting next to her, Mika placed her head on Fran's shoulder and let out a deep sigh.
Fran looked from her phone and down to her friend. " What's wrong lovie?"
"Don't you ever wish we could just leave this place?" Mika blurted out, this question has been heavy on her mind.
Francesca, poked out her bottom lip and nodded." We could, but we know we need the money. You're saving for your future, and I'm getting this money to make Kiana have the best future."
"You're right..." Mika hated this. Revealing her body, dancing on men for money. But it's the quickest income. She often thought about what Power had told her.
"I could have you living like a queen. Quit."
The thought of a wealthy man looking after your needs without you having to lift a finger would be any young girls dream, especially if that man looking after you was Power.
But who's to say if he ever had to stop caring he'll continue to take care of her. Which is why Mahika would continue to work at Cherry Bomb until she's saved enough money to start up her dream of one day owning her own fashion store and maybe even going to college.
Three more hours and she could go home and sleep. Jade wouldn't be going on stage until the next hour so she sat on one of the red couches covered in plastic as she doodled in her sketch book.
She brought it along so she didn't have to sit bored and tolerate the other girls. Scratching the black bob wig she wore, her pencil glided along the paper as she found herself sketching Power.
From his black curly hair to his luscious pink lips that he had a habit of licking and biting. She added her favourite features of him such as his high cheek bones, neat eyebrows that would have some bitches jealous and adorable freckles. They really set him apart from his intimidating vibe.
Mika added just enough shading to his grey eyes to make them seem as though they were glowing like diamonds. When happy with her finished drawing, she added in neat cursif writing at the bottom: Power.
She stared at his alias name for a while, wondering why he was so cautious about her knowing his name, and was he like that with everyone he came across?
Mika started to write names at the bottom, seeing which one fits his character the best. Intimidating but charming.
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Power sparked the end of the blunt before inhaling the toxic smoke and blowing it into the air. Estelle watched him, as her head rested on his chest, their naked bodies under her white sheets.
Aside from Chyna, Estelle was one of Power's frequent hookups you would find on his side. He liked variety, Chy was his dark chocolate while Elle was his light skinned Spanish women. He liked Elle from the mere fact that she knew what they was doing wouldn't go as far as a relationship, unlike Chyna who claimed Power as "his".
