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CHAPTER 16
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2026-04-24 21:43:00The weekend hit us fast as hell.
One minute we sitting around the apartment plotting like some cold-blooded generals, next thing you know the clock spun and it’s go time. No more talking. We got our shit together—hair laid, bodies oiled up till we glowing like fresh sin, makeup beat to perfection.We locked in on this plan like it was life or death, ‘cause for real… it was. One slip-up tonight and everything we built in that prison hellhole go up in smoke.We rolled up to R.M Cl
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Evan tried to snatch the phone out my hand but it was way too late. That shit was already sent.I shoved the phone hard against my chest with a slow smile curling on my lips. “Oops.”“You are dead, Emily,” he snarled, voice low and venomous.I smirked, tilting my head as I stepped closer, looking him dead in his eyes with zero fear. “I died ten years ago, nigga. Tell me how you gon’ kill somebody who’s already dead?”Evan’s fists clenched so tight his knuckles went pale. For a second, he just stood there staring at me like he really wanted to swing. Like he was fighting every demon in his body not to put his hands on me right there. I thought he might swing, but he spun around and stormed off.I bet his ass is sprinting straight to my mama’s phone, trying to delete everything before she opens it,” I said as me, Emma, and Sophia stepped out the cabana and walked back toward the main party.Sophia burst out laughing beside me. “Girl, that man is moving lik
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“What the fuck are you doing here, Emily?” Evan finally spat, voice low and shaky like he couldn’t believe his own eyes.I tilted my head, lips curled in a slow, nasty smile. “Nigga, you got some nerve asking me that shit. This party doesn't belong to your dusty ass. Last I checked, you are still just a side character.”The young bitch he was just finger-fucking a minute ago tried to hide her face behind his shoulder, but it was too late. I saw her clear as day, she couldn’t be a day over eighteen. Evan always did like them fresh and barely legal. Made my stomach turn.“Oh, daddy,” I said loud and sweet, smirkin’ so hard my cheeks hurt. “You really are a wonderful daddy, ain’t you? Always takin’ such good care of the young ones.”The girl pulled back a little, lookin’ confused as hell. Evan’s face went tight, that fake Hollywood smile slippin’ right off.“Emily, stop this shit now.” Evan barked like a dog but I ignored him.“You bitch,” I said, stepping close
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I ended the set on all fours, my back arched deep, ass high, reaching back to spread my cheeks so they could see everything—the thong pulled to the side, my pussy lips puffy and glistening. Bills covered the stage like a blanket.The next girl was already waiting on the side. I stepped off the pole, chest heavin’, body flushed and hot, cash sticking to my skin. I scooped up what I could quick and headed back to the changing room.I sat on the bench, catching my breath, waiting. Ryan. He always called for me by now. Last night we almost went there but Vicky walked in and ruined the moment, but my body remembered. My pussy still ached from it. I wanted to finish what we started. I wanted that thick dick stretchin’ me open, wanted him to bend me over and fuck me raw while I moaned his name.But the minutes ticked by. Ten. Twenty. An hour. No call. No message. Nothing.Why the fuck ain’t he callin’ me? He always did. Every night since that first private. W
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Chapter 21 The second my mama hung up that phone, it felt like the whole kitchen froze. The line went dead, but her cold-ass voice was still ringin’ in my ear like a slap I ain’t see comin’. “This is my last warning to you. Do not harass my husband no more, you asshole.” Bitch didn’t even give me room to breathe.Sophia and Emma was on me quick, surroundin’ me like bodyguards. Sophia snatched the phone out my hand, eyes narrow. “What the fuck just happened? Who was that? You look like you seen a ghost.”Emma stepped closer, still butt-ass naked, big titties pressin’ against my arm as she grabbed my shoulder. “Talk to us, girl. Spill it right now. Who the hell was on the phone talkin’ crazy like that?”I let out a long breath, starin’ at the phone screen like it was gonna bite me. My chest felt tight, that old prison rage mixin’ with the fresh hurt. “It was exactly who y’all think. My mama. She is the one talkin’. Warnin’ me to stay the
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~ Emily ~My head felt like a damn construction site when I finally opened my eyes. Heavy-ass headache pounding behind my temples, the kind that comes from too much cheap club liquor mixed with all that stress from last night. I groaned loud, rollin’ over in the soft sheets, my body ache in places I ain’t even know could hurt. Thighs burnin’ from all that grinding and twerking. Ass still tender from that drunk nigga gripping it so damn hard. Pussy low-key throbbing from the naked dance I put on for Ryan by the pole and then switching straight to lap-dancing on the floor like my life depended on it.Clock on the nightstand said 12:17 p.m. Noon? Fuck me. I slept half the damn day away. The apartment smelled good as hell though—onions frying, spices in the air, something savory bubbling on the stove. My stomach growled loud, reminding me I ain’t put nothing real in my body since yesterday.I sat up slow, rubbing my face, then stood up on shaky legs. Grabbed t
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