Ch 20

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I woke up to the sound of a door opening harshly. I jolted up and so did Luca.

A woman who smelt like cheap perfume and throw up stumbled her way to the bed.

"Um, who the fuck is that." I said confused.

"I'm his main bitch, who the fuck are you?" She said in a disrespectful tone.

"Get the fuck out you cunt, I told you I don't wanna see you anymore." Luca said jumping out of bed.

"But lucaa, babyyy I thought you were joking with meee. I miss youuu." She said in an annoying voice.

I took this as an opportunity to escape.

"Well it looks like y'all have some shit to sort out, I'll just leave you to it." I said while getting up and walking fastly to the door.

"Astrid, wait." Luca said.

"Is this one of your little whores? Wow Luca I never saw you as the type to like black girls." She said in annoying tone.

I stoppped right in my tracks. I know what she said wasn't meant to be taken in an offensive way but she was outta pocket.

I turned around and slapped her. Her head turned the other way. She held her cheek and her eyes began to form tears.

I walked out of the room, without saying a word, and shut the door.

I walked around the dark halls. I knew this was the top floor, so all I had to do was find some stairs and go down.

I remembered the way the maid took me. I retraced our steps and found a spiral staircase.

I heard a door open in the distance

Shit, that must be him

I ran down the staircase, trying to conceal my steps.

I found another staircase in the floor below that, so I went down that one too.

My breaths were becoming heavy, making it harder for me to breathe.

I went down one last step and heard WAP playing in the distance.

I ran into the direction of the music. I saw multi color lights in the distance. There was a double door and multiple men and half naked women dancing.

"A strip club? In your own house? Wow. This guys a pimp." I muttered to myself.

I made my way into the club, looking as normal as possible.

"Quick, hurry up into the back and get your hair and makeup done! We don't have much time for games!" Olivia said.

She recongnized me and ran up to me.

"Bitch, what are you doing here!" She asked stressed out.

"I really don't know." I said honestly. 

"Olivia, we're short one girl. She's throwing up everywhere!" One of the girls said.

"Can you dance? Not like dancing in a club, but strip." Olivia asked.

"Um, I can try." I said.

She immediately pulled me into a backroom. She sat me down at an empty vanity and a random lady with a ton of makeup and hair tools.

"30 minutes ladies, we have a big crowd tonight so that means a lot of cash. Don't fuck this up." Olivia said.

"Who's the new whore?" A blonde girl in pink lingerie said.

My eyebrows raised and I gave her a confused look.

"I'm sorry, I call everyone a whore. It's kind of my thing. I'm Ashley." She said.

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