FLASH BACK * * I yawned tiredly as I rolled off the bed, I opened the window and allowed the cool ocean breeze envelope me, this site was beautiful, too beautiful. I got out of the room and walked out of the cabin, something delicious caught my nose and I followed it to the back of the cabin. Damon was making grilled fish- shirtless! He was backing me, so I took time to admire his physique. Let's keep the fact that I've hated him most of my life aside, this guy is extremely sexy. He had this tattoo of a lion's head on his back, very sexy muscles and a cute butt shape. He turned around and saw me staring at me. He let out a very charming smile. "Hi Blu", he said. "Hey". "How did you sleep?", he asked. I nodded, for some reason I had lost my voice. I was just staring at him. "Why are you staring at me like that?", he asked. Because you're so hot. "Nothing, what are you making?", I asked. "Well I'm making ribs steak", he said "You can cook that well?
I walked into my strip club, the boys were practicing their moves. "Good morning Queen", they all greeted."Good morning Boys", I responded and walked straight into my office.Jessie was already there waiting for me with one of my stripper boys; LKay"We got a situation", she said.I groaned, "Can't I go 24 hours without drama? What is it?" I asked."I...I ma'am, I need your help ", he said shaking."With what?".I gathered his breath."So I took this girl from the club home yesterday, we started getting freaky and we had sex, multiple times, so we went into the bathroom to get a shower, I left her in the bathroom and went to the nearest store I could find because we were running out of condoms and by the time I get back she's on the floor bleeding from the back of her head, dead!"."You think she slipped?"."I think so"."So why didn't you just call the fucken police or an ambulance ", I asked because this really wasn't my business."Queen, you know I already got a shitty record wit
I stood at the stairs watching the boy's performance while women and men cheered, enjoying the show; my boys were the best, and no one ever came near. "Queen", I turned around, it was Jessie. "There's someone in your office wanting to see you", she said. "Who?". "He said his identity is gonna be a secret, some shit like that; he looks like someone you could share a bit of your time with," she said. I sighed and headed there. I walked into my office, and I met my gun on the table. A man is sitting there, backing me. "Why the fuck is my gun there?" I asked, walking towards him. Jessie already had hers in the air, waiting to shoot. "So you can know that you could use it anytime if you don't like how this conversation will end", he said and turned around. "Conrad Kurby," he said and bowed, "Pleasure to meet you, My Queen." He was a blondie with short hair and a pair of bright brown eyes, a perfect physical appearance, and a nice body; everything was a 10. "Is tha
This conversation was getting interesting. "Go on". "Let me give you a visible example; you sent people to clean up a body in one of your boy's apartments." "You did that?!" I asked, almost angrily. "No, I've just had my eyes on you for a while, I watch your every movement, and I know everything you run in this club, legally and illegally, "he said calmly. It's giving Stalker, but for some reason, I wasn't moved. "Now do you know that the street cam's caught the movement of the body from the house to the car, well wrapped in a bag, undetectable, yes but was it suspicious? Yes, it was, and if an investigation is carried out, that's more than enough evidence to be left there." I paused to think, "Jessie get that footage wiped out" "I already took care of it ". On a very normal day, that thing is supposed to take a while to get rid of. "What are you playing at Kurby, and how does any of this have to do with your father?". "Your club is the fastest-rising male strip club in thi
One of my boys got into some really shitty trouble and now I have to clean up, again.I wouldn't have cared, at all but he's one of my best dancers and he generates a lot of money for me, so I Just have to save his ass.Plus, the more danger I pull them out from. the more loyal they are to me, I'm loosing nothing and gaining more.I threw the door of the warehouse open and everyone inside got up pointing guns at me."What the fuck?"."Where's MJ?", j asked calmly.Alex followed me, he said he didn't want me going alone and it was too dangerous.But I just think he wants to tag along, and I low-key enjoy his company."That ain't the important thing, the question is, who are you and how dare you barge into our territory!" one of them barked.I scoffed, Dogs."I'm the Queen, and you have one of my boys, MJ, I want him released as soon as possible", I stated.He Laughed, "Why would you bring your pretty little ass up here and think we'll just hand him over to you now?"."Let me handle thi
"Ma'am I..I can explain i-""You stole from a cult?!""Madam, it was.. it was before i-""Why the fuck will you even come to work here if you knew you hands were dirty huh? you want to put me In danger? wanna put my club in danger? imagine if they came here looking for you and started shooting or killing people, what the fuck would you have done MJ? huh?!!"."I'm... I'm sorry madam, I didn't plan on any of this to happen, it just happened, I'm sorry", he cried.I stared at him angry as fuck."You're fired", I said after minutes of silence.He stood up from the ground immediately."No, please, My Queen please, it's the only job I have, please don't do this to me. I'll... I'll work for free for the rest of the month, I'll I'll work harder and I'll do anything you want me to do, please, please don't do this to me"."MJ you heard her get the fuck out!", Jessie yelled."Please Queen, please, I beg you, I just left there because I didn't want to be among them anymore, so I stole their money
There was a silky long blue dress sitting in the living room."What the fuck is this?", I asked coming down the stairs."It came for you this morning", Jessie said handing me the note attached to it."I'll pick up in by 12 pm, Kurby"I looked confused as hell."The fuck?""Same question I asked myself"."What's this Kurby boy playing at?", I paused to think."I think I kinda agree with Alex, I don't trust that man at all".I sat down, "The thing is, if he wanted to kill me he could have done it a long time ago, unless he's an insane psychopath that prefers long term suffering. If he wanted to frustrate me then he could have just taken the club and asked me to leave. And if he had intentions of stalling me while his father runs away or escape, he should know by now that wherever in the world he thinks he can hide him I'll definitely find him. So what exactly is his plan?"."I guess we're gonna find out today then ", she said staring at the dress."I guess so too", I mumbled.**He had
Blu***One thing about being a gangster is the inability to cry when people are watching. Father said it makes you look weak and that is abominable.It'll give your haters an opportunity to laugh at you, and make you look like a complete fool.So in order to give you haters no view of emotions, you keep up a straight face and once in a while, you smile.Make it look like the pain didn't hurt one bit.It was my father's funeral, everyone kept on whispering and saying things like I'm heartless or wicked or I probably wanted him dead because I have refused to cry, right from the moment they announced his demise to me.At a point a smiled cheerfully once or twice and then went back to normal.Someone even said I was his killer, that I killed him myself just to inherit his throne, like there was anything here worthy of inheritance.But the truth people don't know is that I don't know what emotion I am to put up right now.Everyone knows me as a cheerful girl, too happy infact, not a day