Fate

38.2

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"Ayo get ya girl." Rome laughed as he tapped Safir then pointed to Ariana who was currently swinging on one of the stripper poles.

He shook his head. "Nigga get yours." he pointed to Alora right beside her encouraging her antics throwing money on her.

"That's ya sista plus her man right there." he nudged his head in Mecca direction. Safir laughed. "You petty as fuck."

Safir got up from the store stools making his way towards the girls, Rome took one more shot before getting up and following him.

"Ariana!" he shouted.

Alora heard him before Ariana saw him. "Ouuuu you in trouble." she giggled, pointing into the crowd at Safir.

Safir wasn't the controlling type at all and often let Ariana do her when they were out but he didn't like how she was carrying it. She literally had her ass on display and her dress kept rising every time her twerked. Of course Alora and Ariana would pull it down but the way niggas was eyeing her had him ready to shoot something.

When Ariana saw Safir she quickly got her life together and hopped off the stage. "Hey baby!" she slurred wrapping her arms around his neck, then kissed him.

He stared down at her, unfazed by her affection. "You showing ya ass I see."

Ariana head dropped low as she pouted. She was not trying to beef with Safir again. She had plans of fucking his lights out later that night but it couldn't happen if he was mad.

He cupped her chin lifting her face until they were looking at one another. "I dont wanna have to knock nobody out so please stay off the stage."

"Okay , sorry."

"Don't be Ma. Just have that same energy when I get ya ass back to the crib." He smacked her ass.

Ariana frowned turned into smiled. "And will." she kissed him.

"You gonna speak or you gonna stare." Alora said to Rome. He chuckled then gave her a nodded making her frown. "Yea somebody in they feelings." she mumbled but he heard her.

"Mu what time you leaving?" Safir asked. It was already after two in the morning and he was ready to get Ariana home.

"Uhhh," she glanced down at her phone. "Soon. I'm waiting on Mecca brother then I'm out cause I'm hungry as fuck." she replied looking into the
crowd.

"Ayo Rome ain't that ya bitch?" she pointed to Mona and another girl getting into it by the bar.

"Alora why you so petty." Ariana laughed.

Rome sucked his teeth." Mhmct that ain't my bitch smartass."

Just as fast as the fight started it ended. Security broke up the fight and kicked both of the girls out.

"Yall done here or you still in trouble with ya daddy here ?" Alora asked, hoping from the stage.

"Ain-Alora just bring ya body !" Ariana held her hand out for Alora to grab.

"Stay outta trouble." Rome shouted behind as they walked away. Ariana stuck her middle finger up behind her as a response.

Safir nudged his arm. "You always gotta start ya shit."

He chuckled, scoping out the club. "Occasionally."

He started walking towards the staircase, to go to their section. They hadn't been to the area since they arrived to the club.