Rightfully His

New lifestyle

Jezzabelles Pov

"Get the fuck off me!" I snap pulling myself away from Luca's steel grip on my arm that was dragging me out of the strip club I was working in.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I shout stumbling away from him as he glared at me trying to reach me again.

"What is the problem here?" A familiar voice says behind me as I stood next to the person who owned it.

"She's coming with me"

Before Luca could reach me the female DJ from the strip club standing next to me shoved his hand away.

"First of all, you don't touch the ladies that work here. And second off, if you don't happen to notice she's still working on the clock!" Sophia snaps while glaring at him before pulling me back into the club.

"Luca stop"

A few voices say as I looked back seeing Luca being held back by some older looking men with leather jackets and bandanas.

"What the fuck was that?" Sophia asks as soon as we got to the locker room of the strip club.

"Nothing, just some asshole from the past"

I rolled my eyes while changing out of my bunny lingerie set and into my regular black ripped skinny jeans and black leather jacket. Slipping on my red ankle heel boots that match the red tight crop top underneath my leather jacket showing more cleavage than a bra.

"Where you going now?" Sophia asks as I turned around with a frown.

"Out, don't wait up. See you tomorrow"

I reply before leaving the club through the back exit making sure no one sees me getting into my 1968 red classic mustang I always park in the back of the buildings I walk into.

Sophia, the DJ of the strip club, is one of the two people I trust most in the world. She may be a DJ at strip clubs, but she was also a close friend of mine that stayed loyal in our friendship for the past 5 years. She never questioned me about anything I didn't want her to know, and she most definitely did not pressure me into saying them either.

I met her 5 years ago, at my very first strip club job I've ever had. I never gotten along with many strippers or employees at the clubs I worked at, but Sophia somehow managed to weasel herself into my mess of life and became a loyal friend to me ever since we met. And for that, I will always be grateful for her being by my side everywhere I traveled and worked at.

Just as I finish fixing my red lipstick in the glove compartment mirror, I started my car and drove off to the destination I need to go to every night after I leave my jobs.

Driving out of the back alleyway of the club, I speed past the front of the strip club seeing the long line of motorcycle in front of the club on the street of the strip club I worked at. And of course, who's standing right in front of that club? Luca fucking Thompson.

It's a good thing it was already dark out so when I drove past him and the large group of bikers he didn't glance in my direction. Of course since he hasn't known about me being able to drive within the 5 years he was gone.

"I'm on my way" I say picking up my phone that was ringing.

"You got my money?"

"Obviously"

"Don't be a smart ass bunny"

I rolled my eyes before hanging up and speeding off into the street to get this shit over with.

Pulling up to the place I dreaded most, I parked my red mustang on the side of the street before heading into the dark building.

"Name?" The security guard asks as I rolled my eyes.