I stood by the door rubbing my hands hoping that they'd warm up a little bit in this cold. The clothes I wore did little to nothing to warm me up.
Dressed in an old dress I found in my mother's closet, luckily we're the same size, I wore a very cheap ugly coat on top and finished off the outfit with some heels I snatched somewhere, they weren't really nice but they did give off an illusion of a young lady, which I am, indeed.
I have to say that my momma had style, the dress I wore was really thin and had a high slit as well as an open-back, it practically showed off every single curve I had and that's what I used as an advantage.
My momma was a singer, she had the most beautiful voice that anyone had ever heard but unluckily it wasn't enough to sign her so she could go big.
She sang in bars and clubs, she would make good cash for just about a week but it would all go to waste because of her addiction to drugs. She was gorgeous, and I loved watching her sing on that stage, wearing the same dress I'm wearing right now, however it's a bit tighter on me, she would have her cigarette in her left hand and whenever she brought it to her red painted lips she would make the men swoon.
I'm guessing that's where I got my game of seduction, although I don't smoke, I do know how to smooth my way into getting what I want, but I do it for a good cause, for my little sister, Zada.
Our momma passed before she could get to know her, she was just six months and it's just been me and her. Our auntie tried to take us in however she was only able to raise us for a few years before her husband started becoming grabby and she kicked us out, right, kick out the kids. She said that I had just been like my whore of a momma, seducing every man I saw and not caring whether he's married or not.
Zada and I didn't share the same father, mine was a black man who apparently was momma's high school love but the moment I was conceived, in high school, all that love left with him too. Zada's father was a white man from one of the club's momma used to sing at, he was married and his wife demanded that momma be fired, he wanted to be there for Zada but the wife wasn't having it.
I was six years older than Zada, and it hasn't been the easiest for me. We got kicked out of aunties when I was fourteen and we tried an orphanage but it just wasn't working out for us, we stayed for about three years and we left on our own accord.
One of momma's friends, Winnie, was a landlady and she blessed us with a place to stay. She gave us the first few months without paying, and soon she needed to get her money. I had no hard feelings against her because I understood very well.
I dropped out of school and used one of my many talents to make money, I started with some local men and would just bat my eyes for them and they would be opening their wallets. From the local men, I would upgrade to working men, all types of work, with no care if they had wives or children because they obviously didn't care as well.
And soon I graduated to businessmen, rich men or almost rich men and that was my territory, that was our bread and Zada's school fees and Winnie's rent money, and I have been doing quite well for five years.
Now, please don't confuse my con work with sex work, I never ever let them touch my forbidden fruit, I never had to, all I had to use was words and a bit of giggling and a bit of cooing and they would be puddles. Yes, I must admit that most of them were scary, some were difficult but I did manage to succeed, I knew how to handle them all well.
There have been incidents when the men I conned would find me walking down the street and demand whatever I stole from them back, but I would easily play the victim or pretend I've never seen them in my life and it's done me well up until now.
Enough talk, now it's time for me to work. The man I had been watching for over a week finally entered the bar and I followed soon behind him. Of course, the bouncer or guard wanted some sort of identification from me but I managed to get him to let me through.
I slowly took off my coat making sure I had my left leg show, I slowly descended the stairs aware of all the eyes that were on me, confident in my stride, I made it to the bar and sat down on the stool pushing my curly hair away from my face.
The bartender made his way over to me with an obviously hyped up ego and a smirk that says 'I know I'm hot', please, I've seen better.
"What can I get you love?" he asked, leaning over the bar and I smiled, bringing the bottom corner of my lips between my teeth before letting it go once I saw his eyes looking at them.
"Uhm, I think I'll have a-" I started off softening my voice and wanting to appear 'vulnerable' for them.
"A Martini on the rocks," the man said looking at me, his eyes starting from the top of my head before slowly travelling down my body down to my exposed thigh right to the black heel I wore.
I won't lie, just like I have the whole week, I studied him starting from his short hair that was neatly cut to his contoured face with amazing brown eyes and thick pink lips, yeah not my type, but he had muscles and was fairly tall, well taller than me in conclusion he was a very beautiful black man, like if I wasn't about to steal his watch and some of that money in his wallet, his whole wallet actually, and if I liked dating, I would date him just for the fun of it but then again not my type, just like they all aren't.
"That is correct," I said looking back at the bartender who looked a bit angry that his meal was taken from him, believe me, sir, you weren't going to eat even. "Who do I thank for such a correct choice?"
I cocked my head to the side extending my hand to his and he brought it up to his lips.
"Mike, and yours?"
"Sarah," I lied through my teeth and he smiled sitting down next to me.
"I have to say, Sarah, you are a gorgeous woman, what are you doing out here all alone?" he asked as he brought his scotch whisky to his lips and took a sip while I did the same with my drink trying so hard not to grimace, I was going to order some ice tea!
"Who says I'm alone?" I asked amused flipping this ridiculous weave behind my shoulder.
"I don't see any man next to you," he said, scooting closer and I reciprocated his actions.
"I don't need a man," I said whispering closely to his lips and he stared down at them before downing the rest of his drink.
"Would you like to get out of here?" he asked and I grinned.
"I thought you'd never ask."
We left the bar and somehow ended up at a hotel. He held my hips as he kissed on my neck and I faked moans while I kept my hands busy, well you know where.
I slipped both his watch and wallet into my coat, it may be cheap but it sure did have a lot of pockets in it.
I pushed him onto the couch, dropping my coat onto the couch next to him. Thankfully it didn't make any sound of the stolen goods, I climbed onto his lap and his hands immediately grabbed my hands pushing me down onto his member and he groaned.
"Wait, let's have a drink!" I said getting up and walking over to the bar pouring us both a drink. The ring I wore had the coolest feature on it ever, it could open and store some things in it where the 'diamond' was. Pouring out the powdered sleeping pills into his drink, I quickly stirred it and walked over to him.
I downed my drink and once I saw he had finished his, I climbed back on his lap and pulled his tie off, waiting patiently for him to fall asleep. His hands lessened their pressure on my hips and I pushed his chest a bit checking if he was still awake.
"Mike?" I called out in his ear and there was no response, "Mike?" I slapped him hard across the face and yeah, it was lights out for him.
I helped him lay on his back on the couch and took off his shoes because they looked like they would get me good money. I covered his body with a blanket that I had found in one of the rooms. See, I still had a heart.
Before leaving, I made sure I grabbed an apple for the long road back home.
"Goodnight, Mike."
After making a lot of rounds trading in the things that I got, I finally made it back home and I was exhausted! I just needed a hot bath and some food and a long nap."Zada! I'm home," I yelled into the apartment and I cringed as I saw the dirt on the living room floor. "Zada why don't you ever clean your mess!" I yelled as I picked up her rubbish and threw it away.I stared at the ugly dirty walls that Zada and I had tried numerous times to cover up with a bunch of my paintings but it just wasn't happening, I mean the paintings did make it better but there were just way too many spots there.I dropped onto the couch and it creeks making me groan out loud. This place was shit but it was still our place and I loved it here, I think. Well, there's nowhere else I could be because I'm broke.I felt small warm arms circling around my neck and I sighed happily pecking her arms."How are you, Zad
I know since I was probably going to a fancy company I'd probably have to wear all fancy and look presentable, but that was the last thing on my mind seeing as to that guy threatened me using Zada's name, so fuck him!I wore my black baggy jeans and a tight fit crop shirt, topping it off with a black leather jacket and black sneakers. I was beyond pissed but at the same time, I brought it into myself.The question of how he found me and how he was able to find out so much about me in so little time amazed me and I just wanted to find out how I'll put that on my list of many questions I have for him."I'm going out Zada, will be back later!" I shouted from the living room/dining room of our apartment."Alright, see you later, Xania," she shouted back from her bedroom and I left, locking up the apartment with my key. It wasn't in the safest neighbourhood but we had Winnie looking out for us always, she was a
Sleep was definitely something I had to start doing more often, like a lot more. Who would've thought sleeping would feel so bliss and peaceful, forgetting all about your problems and living your fantasies.Including one fantasy where I wake up to an emerald green-eyed hunk looking at me interestingly...wait a minute."Who the fuck are you!" I screamed as I sat up straighter on what seemed to be a couch, a really nice couch, how much did this cost, how did I end up here?"I should be the one asking that I found you passed out on my doorstep," he said calmly looking into my eyes and I moved backwards trying to lean away from him. "Are you a user?""No, I would never touch that ever in my life," I said defensively, I hated that stuff, it ruined my mom's life, including our
I unlocked the door to my apartment in my sour mood and entered, seeing it dirty, again. I wasn't even in the mood to shout out for her, my mind was filled with Theo and how calm yet terrifying he was.I didn't even bother myself with picking up the dirt, it was time Zada learned how to be an adult, I love my sister to bits but I can't always clean after her.I stormed my way to her bedroom and pushed the door open, what my eyes met, was something I wouldn't want to see again."What the hell, Zada!" I shouted, taking off my shoe and throwing it to the guy that laid on top of her without his shirt. "Get the fuck out!"I yelled, pulling him away from her. "Yo, chill mama," the guy said and he was obviously high, really Zada?"Don't you dare tell me to chill, get your stupid ass the fuck out of my house, now!" I screamed, pushing him out of her room towards the living room."
Today, I had decided on walking with Zada all the way to school, to make sure she got to school with no distractions or some boy trying to talk her out of going to school, and also because I had to go to Theo's place.I found myself anticipating a lot about today's meeting or gathering, what was he going to say, how was he going to say it? What would he be wearing, a suit, sweatpants, tracksuit or just a towel?I caught a cab and made my way to the other side of town, yeah, he lives pretty far away from home, but I guess I will have to do the work because this idiot, me, stole from a baby, Mike.Right before eleven a.m, I made it to Theo's place and the guards let me through the gate, meaning they knew me, how could they not, they all almost killed me!I walked over to h
Before we arrived, at the parents' place, scratch that, I mean palace, Theo gave me an extensive list of rules that I'm allowed to do and not allowed to do.Number one, speak only when spoken to.Number two, my opinion doesn't mean shit.Number three, don't touch anything I don't own, well there goes my pipe dream of maybe getting a few hundreds here and there.Number four, sit still and be pretty.They seemed easy enough to follow, the only problem with that was I had to do everything I wasn't used to doing, but I could try right.We were all seated in the lounge area as we waited for dinner to be served, according to mama Theo, who had been gi
I sat in Michaels office with my hands crossed against my chest as I waited for him to come in so that I could be over and done with this meeting.I wasn't feeling good about any of this, I didn't like Mike and I was damn sure afraid of Theo, I haven't talked to him since the weekend and I cringe just thinking about it."Sorry I'm late, I had a meeting," Mike announced as he sat in front of me and I rolled my eyes."Theo's parents have been forcing him to take the company but he doesn't want it, he is apparently building up his own empire, I don't know what but it probably involves some illegal stuff. May I go now?"I said everything in a rush because I wasn't willing to stay, I just wanted to go home and hide underneath my covers just like I have been the whole weekend.
"Jameson's nanny you say," the woman said as she sized me up and down. "Are you sure she isn't one of your many... entertainment pieces?"Okay firstly, Theo was mad as hell thinking I'm going to be a nanny to his kid, shit, I'm not a nanny. And secondly, this woman had an issue, and not with me but with Theo, however, she is provoking me."Theo, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked him looking at the kid in his hands as he played with his father's face, Theo had a kid, wow."Look, Cassandra, can we do this another day, I have to work and Xania also has to take care of Jameson while I work, you know the way out."Xania has to take care of who? Sorry honey, but I didn't make the baby with you two why the hell do I have to take care of it! And did he just kick out his b