The Mafia Boss Loves Strippers

When you Work at A Strip Club...

It's been 6 months since me and Deven broken up and I am still struggling to find a roommate, job, and well... a decent life. Me and Deven met at Walmart, my old job, when we were 16. Once Dev and I turned 18, we moved in together. I've always had feelings for Dev and I was so happy when she asked me to be her girlfriend, but I guess all good things come to an end; I broke up with Dev 6 months ago because she cheated on me with my ex best friend, Alyssa. I haven't been the same since then and I had to quit my job at Walmart to avoid seeing Deven again, so I now work at a club until I'm done with college.
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    "Wake up Skyler, it's 10:00!" Morgan yelled from the bathroom while curling her hair.

    Morgan is my best friend in the whole world. She was going to be my roommate until she met her boyfriend, but she stays over sometimes. We both work at a club together. We're the girls that everyone goes crazy over at the club since we work as partners.
  
    "Morgan, I'm tired of this job already," I whined while rolling out of bed, "there's plenty of other jobs that can pay our tuition!"
    "But those jobs wouldn't pay $2,000 a night, so get fucking ready." She snapped
    "Fine." I groaned
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    "I'm ready to go home Morgan! Hurry up!" I yelled from the outside of the changing room. Morgan always takes long when it's time to leave work, but I couldn't stay in that club any longer. The guys have been getting really aggressive lately and I wanted to leave ASAP.
    "All done! Now, let's go." Morgan said as I looked at her like I was going to strangle her for taking twenty years to get ready.
    As Morgan and I were walking to my car, two big men grabbed me and Morgan by our shoulders, "Hey mamas, come ride with me and I'll give $20."One said to me
    "Excuse me? I don't even know you."
    "Cmon it will be fun! Don't you stripper hoes like dick?" The other big guy laughed
    "I-"  I didn't know what to do at this point. He had a tight grip around my arm, so I couldn't get away. I looked at Morgan and she frowned at me. We were both scared of what would happen next.
    "Leave them alone!" I hear a deep, manly voice yell from behind us. The two men let us go and face the guy.
    "Who the fuck are you talking to?" One man said
    "You wouldn't want to get in a fight with us." The other man stated while stepping closer to the deep voiced man.
    "I don't think you know who you're dealing with," The deep voices man pulled out a gun, "Do you want to die now, have my crew find you, or never come here again unharmed?" The two big men run away.

When you work at a strip club, moments like these are almost normal.