September 21st
Hustlers Strip Club
Beyoncé's POV
I'm just a bachelor
I'm looking for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off
Gotta be compatible
Takes me to my limits
Girl when I break you off
I promise that you won't want to get off
I get lost in the beat. Not focusing on the lustful stares or the predatory gaze in some of their eyes. I'm not thinking about how I shouldn't be doing this or how angry Sav is going to be when she finds out I'm here dancing and taking my clothes off for money again.
I just mindlessly move my body to the beat.
The song is coming to an end, and I finally look out into the crowd. The stage covered in money is all I see and all that matters.
"Give it up for H-Town." The DJ speaks into the mic and loud cheers and applause sound immediately after.
Grabbing the money off the floor is the lowest part of this job. Being naked and picking up handfuls of cash doesn't exactly lift your spirits.
I walk to the back and set the money down on the vanity so I could quickly put on my robe. Once its tied tightly around my waist, I grab my money and go to my locker, unlocking my safe and setting it inside.
I grab my phone and see the many missed calls from her and one from Nicki.
I call Nicki back.
"What's up pumpkin?"
'Rihanna's probably going to be there soon.'
"What?! Here?!! Why? How?"
'She uh... she called me like five times and when I didn't answer she just showed up here pissed the fuck off. She asked where you were, and all I said was I wasn't sure. She said she got a call from one of her boys and he told her you were dancing at Hustlers.'
"Fuck!" I groan and throw my head back.
'I'm sorry, princess. Do you need me to be there?'
"I don't know. If she beats my ass, promise you'll kill her for me."
'Bitch, please. You already know.' I giggle and so does she. 'Please call me after, so I know you're okay.'
"Okay babe. Thanks for letting me know. Love you." I hang up after she says it back, and I set my phone back inside my locker.
I lock my locker back up and go grab my next lingerie set, putting the mesh cover up over it.
I should probably be hopping in my car and getting the fuck outta here before Rih gets here, but I got money to make. And she can kiss my ass.
"Hey, sweetheart, can I get a dance?" A tall, caramel skinned guy asks the second I walked out from the back. I smile and nod.
"Just a lap dance or a private?"
"Private for sure."
"Its fifteen for ten minutes." He licks his lips and nods his head. I start walking to where the private rooms are.
I'm not a big fan of private dances, but they bring in the most money. This will be the first private dance I've done here, and I'm not sure if I'll do anymore after this. At Hyped they had security at each room but here they only have one that stands at the front entrance. I'm just hoping this guy doesn't get too touchy.
"Are you paying card or cash?" I ask once we get in the room.
"Cash." I nod and am about to start the music when someone knocks on the door.
"Houston, we got a problem." One of the dancers, cocoa, says in a joking manner as she pops her head in. "Hey Mike." The customer smiles and nods in a greeting way.
"What's up?" Its Rihanna. I don't even know why I asked.
"Um Savage is here with her crew looking for you." I groan and nod my head.
"I'll be out in a sec." She nods and leaves, and I turn around to the customer with a regretful smile. "I'm sorry. I gotta go handle this bullshit."
"If it's Sav, then yeah you better." He jokes. "Mind sending cocoa back in?"
"No problem." I throw my hair up into a ponytail while walking towards the main part. "Cocoa!" She looks back at me with a smile. "Uh the customer requested you."
"Oh, ok thank you!" She smiles again before heading back to the room.
I'm about to ask one of my other coworkers where Rih was when she emerged from the back with Guillermo and a few other guys... and my boss.
Does she have my shit? !
I stomp over to her, ready to go in on her.
"Rob-"
I'm cut off by her roughly grabbing me and throwing me over her shoulder. "Robyn, put me down!" I shout and kick my feet.
She complete ignores me and continues carrying me out of the club. "I mean dat shit, Shina!" She shouts at my new boss.
"I apologize, Ms. Fenty. I would've never done it had I known."
I lift my head up to glare at her just as I'm thrown into the back of Robyn's SUV.
"Take ha shit to mi place!" She shouts at Guillermo.
"What?!" I try getting out but she pushes me back in. I go to the other side, trying to open the door but its fucking child locked.
"Drive, Julius." She demands while getting in and slamming her door.
I inhale and exhale deeply through my nose, trying to calm myself down with my head against the headrest. My arms are crossed tightly over my chest and my leg is bouncing rapidly.
This is fucking ridiculous.
"Yeah?" I look over and see her on her phone. Her scowl is just as deep as mine, but damn if she doesn't look sexy as fuck...
"Nah, she's with me... I'll 'ave ha call you tomorrow... night, Nick."
I chuckle and shake my head. Tomorrow my ass. I'll talk to her tonight when my ass gets home. the fuck.
The car stops twenty minutes later in front of a beautiful three story home. Robyn opens her door and stands outside, looking at me.
I stay seated and stare back at her.
"Get out of da car, G." I let out another short chuckle.
"Fuck. You. Robyn."
"Oh I will, but first you're gonna need tuh get out of da fuckin car!" Her voice got louder and boomed towards the end.
I stay in the same spot, trying to show I'm not intimidated, but my heart starts racing when she walks to the side I'm on. The door is snatched open, and I'm roughly grabbed out. I pull out of her grasp and slap her.
Her hand wraps tightly around my neck and I'm slammed against the car. Her eyes are burning with anger as she breathes heavily.
"G wh-" she cuts herself off and groans. I'm once again thrown over her shoulders, so I once a-goddamn-gain start kicking.
"If you don't put me the fuck down', we're going to have some problems!"
"We already 'ave problems." My body lifts up slightly as she shrugs.
"If any of you muhfuckas come up, I will shoot you. Ion give a fuck what you hear, stay da fuck down hea!"
Robyn shouts to her guys. Her threat and comment made my kicking tantrum stop and eyes widen.
She continues carrying me as we step on to the elevator, never once putting me down or saying anything. My head gets light as fuck as I try lifting it to watch where we're going.
I hear a door open and seconds later I'm thrown on to my back. My body tenses as I prepare for impact, but I feel relief when I hit the soft surface of her bed.
I sit up just as she locks the door, and she turns around looking at me with such intense anger.
"You must've thought I was playin when I told yuh ass you wasn't strippin anymore." The tone in her voice sends chills down my back.
"No, I just don't give a shit." I shrug and scoot to the edge of the bed.
An airy laugh leaves her mouth before she cuts her eyes at me again. "All dis because you thought I was gonna cheat on you?"
Now it's my turn to laugh. "Oh fuck you. You were going to cheat on me. Don't give me that shit!"
"Giselle, I didn't fucking cheat!"
"But you were about to!" I stand to my feet as I shout back at her.
"But I fucking didn't!"
I shove her back as she yells at me. "It doesn't matter! Had I been five more minutes your dick woulda been wet, and you'd have no fucking ground to stand on!"
Her nostrils flare as she breathes heavily. "When I fuck someone, imma introduce you to them, so you can feel what I'm feeling."
Before I even finished the first part of my sentence, my body is slammed back down on to the bed by my neck. "I will kill you and dat muthafucka, G. Try me."
"I plan to." I grit through my teeth as I glare at her above me.
"So whas da plan hea? You done wit me? You walkin away because I almost cheated?!" Both of our chests are heaving as we scowl at one another. "Huh?!"
"I don't deserve this bullshit! I will not sit around and let you fuck around on me! You can't k-"
"So you leavin me because I almost fucked around on you?" Her hand tightens around my neck more, causing the pull to begin in between my legs.
"You can't j-"
"Are. You. Leavin. Me?!" My lip snarls as I stare up at her.
"Yes." I respond through clenched teeth.
"Yeah?" Her tone condescending. She knows my good dumb ass isn't going anywhere.
"Yup." My voice is just above a whisper from the oxygen deprivation.
She chuckles and let's go of my neck. "Jesus, Bey. I already admitted I fucked up and apologized, and if-"
"You didn't admit shit nor did you apologize! You just kept denying it and then saying that you didn't do it. Stupid ass." I roll my eyes and get off the bed and stand on the other side of the room against the wall, needing to get away from her.
"Yes I-"
"No you didn't." I cut her off and shake my head. She takes in a deep breath and starts walking towards me.
"I'm sorry, G." I put my hand up, keeping her away from me, and shake my head. "Its been two years since I've been in a committed relationship, an mi old ways an shit are hard tuh break, but I didn't cheat." She pushes my hand down and presses her body against mine.
"Your old ways?!"
"It's a bullshit excuse, but it's true. I'm a fuckin idiot, and I get dat, but you gotta give me da chance tuh work on da shit before tryin tuh call it quits."
"Do you remember how shitty we both fucking felt the past two years? Are you wanting to go back to feeling that already?!"
"No, I don't and thas why I'm tryin tuh fix dis shit, so we don't haffi go back tuh dat!"
I wipe my cheek and shake my head. "Bey-"
"Why not just come to me when you started needing some? Am I not enough? Is side pussy just too fucking good that it's worth losing me over?!" I finally ask the questions that'd been running through my kind the past five days.
"My dumbass almost cheating on you 'ad nothing tuh do with you. It was easy and familiar pussy, and I thought with mi dick like a fuckboy. I'm sorry. You are more than enough fah me, and I'm sorry."
I sniffle and run my fingers through my hair. She lifts my head by my chin, making me look at her. Seeing the look in her eyes makes my stomach drop slightly. "I'm sorry... you know I love you more than anything in dis world, and dat I would say I'm sorry a million times if I thought itd make you feel betta, but it won't. I need you tuh tell me what I need tuh do tuh fix dis."
I put my head back down and blink back the new tears. I hate how weak I feel for her. "You can't just say this sweet shit and think everything's going to be okay."
"Das not why I said it, and you know dat. But you also can't do dis shit. If you wanna be done, I'm not gonna fight you. I want you happy and if leavin will make you happy, I will let you walk away. But if yuh ass wants tuh make dis work, than you gotta fuckin work on it with me! I fucked up, I'm owning dat shit, but you did too by stripping jus tuh be petty! If we gon do dis, I need you tuh be da bad bitch you are and not let dis little shit affect you da way it did!"
She has no idea what she's getting herself into by telling me to be the girl she knows. When I walked in on her flirting with a bitch when we were sixteen, I mollywhopped that hoe and then drug Rihanna right after. If that's what she wants, that's what her ass is gonna get.
"So whas it gon be, G?"
I look at her and grip her chin tightly.
"If you cheat on me, I'm leaving. I mean that shit, Robyn. I will bounce to the next dick, and you won't be able to say shit. I swear to God, Rih. And that bitch needs to be gone tomorrow."
"Consider ha gone." I stare at her, making sure she's telling the truth.
"And if you ever ignore me again, I will kick your ass."
"You threatenin me, G?"
"You damn right. I put it on Nicki I will kick your fucking ass." She chuckles but nods her head.
"Aight. I promise from now on you're mi number one priority. You are mi world, Giselle, and imma do everyting I can tuh show you dat. But dis bratty shit gotta stop. Get yuh big gyal shit on and work with me on us. No more running away... And no more slapping me."
I roll my eyes as I bite my lip to stop my smile from showing. "Fine."
"You love me?"
"Yes, even though you're a fuckboy." She throws her head back and laughs. I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her in. She looks down at me with that beautiful smile that makes my heart thump, and I subconsciously smile back. She presses her soft lips to mine three times before pulling back.
Her eyes darken, and her hand goes to the back of my head, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking my head back. I gasp and my eyes flutter as she lays soft kisses on my neck and up my jawline. Her gaze lands back on me and her grip tightens
"If I evah catch you strippin, it will end in a blood bath and with you unable tuh sit fah a week. Yuh body is fah me only, just like mines is supposed tuh be fah you only."
The possessiveness and dark look in her eyes makes my body hot. "Do you hear me, kitten?"
"Yes." My voice comes out in a quiet, soft... submissive tone.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, daddy." I bite my bottom lip as her tongue swipes over hers. "I'm sorry."
She gives me a small smile before pecking my lips and letting my hair go. Her hands grab the back of my thighs and lift me up. I wrap my arms and legs around her while laying another kiss on her lips.
"Let's go tuh bed."
I nod my head before connecting my lips to hers again. "No more lil hoes."
"No more stripping."
"No more ignoring."
"No more running."
"No more bullshit." We both say at the same time.
We gotta make it work... I don't wanna be without her.
***I didn't update Pray You Catch Me because I was working on these ones. Leave me alone lol
Like I said last update when this gets more traction, I'll update more. So vote and recommend or whatever so more fuckers will read it haha.
Oh, and excuse any.mistakes. didn't wanna proofread
Xoxo
Anna