No. I actually love the fuck out of you.
Bae
Come get me then.
I will, in an hour, bae.
Her ass stopped texting back then. I was only firm because I was trying to break Riot out of that shit. I’m not saying that she had to be in everybody’s face, and trying to be the life of the party, but I wanted her to start going out more. Every time someone invited her ass out, she was quick to tell them no. I know lately she’s been in communication with Beretta and Puma, and the three of them were planning something. I wanted to see if Riot was going to stick to the script and actually hang out with them because I knew how she got down.
I eventually left the warehouse. I locked up, jumped in my car, and then headed to the club. The club was getting ready to open in another hour, so I just wanted to be there along with my security team, scout them out, and see how everything was going.
The club wasn’t too far from my warehouse, so I was there in fifteen minutes. As I was parking my car, I could see the strippers, and the bottle girls pulling in. They had to be here early too, so that they could go to the back, and get ready. Being as though I had a contract in place now with Mark, I was going to be here a lot lately. Meaning, I was going to see Jazelle a little more. Riot looked me in my eyes the other day, and the only thing she told me was, “Nigga don’t play with me”. She didn’t have to go into detail about anything that she was talking about. I knew she was basically telling me not to cross that line and get too friendly with Jazelle. I had no idea why she even wasted her breath and said that shit to me. Nobody was thinking about Jazelle’s ass.
I parked my car in the lot, and as I was getting out, I could see Ari pulling up in her Genesis SUV. Instead of walking in the club, I stood right here, waiting for her to get out. It didn’t take her long. She stepped out in a sweat suit, and she had her duffle bag on her shoulder, which held the clothes that she was going to change into for her shift tonight.
When she saw me, she smiled. I’m sure she was going to say something about the business shirt that I was wearing. I was in uniform too. The plan wasn’t to stay all night, especially since I just told Riot that I was going to come for her in another hour, but I just wanted to be here, have another talk with the guys, and watch them work for a bit.
“Look at you, Dolo. Looking like a businessman,” Ari beamed, walking over to me, and she hugged me. I hugged her back, laughing at what she said to me.
“You see this shit,” I said it in a cocky kind of way, popping the collar on the button down that I was wearing.
“I’m proud of you, Dolo. As much as you and MBM are in here, it’s only right that you found a way to make some money out of it,” she voiced, and I nodded my head to that.
“Where lil man at? With his daddy?” I asked, referring to Amir.
Granted, I knew that she wasn’t going to bring him with her to the club. I just wanted to know where he was. Amir was a cool dude. He loved Riot. He’ll call her phone in a second, just to see what she was doing, where she was at, or wanting to know when she was going to come see him again.
“Yeah. His daddy took him to New York, so he’ll be gone for the weekend,” she let me know, and I nodded my head towards that.
We talked all the way to the clubs entrance. I let her know that I would chop it up with her before leaving out of here. She went on, so that she could head to the back and get ready.
It was pretty empty inside the club. None of the party goers were here yet. Mark had the cleaners in here, finishing up with cleaning. The DJ was here, getting ready for his set, and some of the bottle girls were standing around, talking amongst each other, pointing at sections. I could hear them discussing who was coming in tonight, and the sections that they wanted.
“Heyyyyy Dolo,” all of them cooed to me when I walked by.
“What’s good?” I asked and like some little schoolgirls, they started giggling amongst each other.
I found myself laughing, while shaking my head because if Riot was with me, she would be ready to pound on all them bitches. If she could cut every bitch’s eye out in the world that looks at me and blushes, I knew that her crazy ass would do it. That shit drove her crazy when bitches would openly lust in front of me while she was with me. She said that it made her feel disrespected. That was the difference between me and her because I felt the opposite. When I’m out, and niggas stare at Riot, I don’t get angry about it. It’s an ego boost for me. I loved to see niggas lust over a girl that they could never have.
I spotted Mark standing on the second level of the club. He was looking down, watching everything unfold. I took the stairs up, so that I could go up there with him. When he saw me, he smiled, put his hand out, so that I could pound him.
“I ain’t gone hold you Dolo, you did your big one with this shit. I’ve had the same security guards for years. Some of them niggas, I haven’t seen them with a haircut in months. For whatever dumb ass reason, it’s like they prefer to walk around with that rough ass look. I’m so invested into them doing their jobs that I guess I never pushed their appearance. I just wanted my bottle girls, and the dancers to look good, you know? I’m letting these niggas come in here with wrinkled shirts, scraggly beards, no line up, none of that shit. When they walked in here a few minutes ago, I could barely recognize them. We already off to a good start with this shit. You a young nigga, but something tells me that you know what the fuck you doing,” he went on to tell me, and I stood here, eating this shit up.
“I appreciate that man. I had to make them niggas look professional. I told them that they might get some pussy now from the bitches that come in here,” I cracked, and it made Mark laugh.
We only got to talk for a little bit because someone called him, and he went to handle that. He let me know that he would be back over to chop it up with me, and I let him know to take his time.
As I was standing here, I had the perfect shot of the clubs entrance, so I saw when Jazelle came in. Just like Ari, she came in with her sweatsuit on, and her duffle bag was on her shoulder. She had her hair pinned up, and I’m assuming that once her shift started, and she got out there on the floor, that she was going to take them out. Her make-up was freshly done. I could see that from where I was standing.
It’s almost like she could feel that I was up here because her eyes shot up, and she looked at me for a few seconds.
She spoke to some of the other bottle girls that were down at the bottom, and instead of heading to the back, where the locker room was, I saw when she took the steps up, and I knew that she was getting ready to come up here and speak to me. I sighed, ran my hand down my face, shaking my head. I was hoping that she wasn’t getting ready to come up here talking crazy. I was in a good mood and didn’t feel like cursing anybody out tonight.
“So, the rumors are true then?” she asked me, once she made it over to me.
I was so scared of shit getting back to Riot, and her thinking that I was fuckin around on her, that when Jazelle came over, I scooted over, damn near going for the end of the railing.
“What rumors?” I asked, only turning my head to look at her for one second.
