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Truth

Author: Maryam Alabi
last update publish date: 2026-10-12 23:34:38

Lexi's POV

I looked up at him with determined eyes. "Let me repay you. Let me be your eyes. I want to help. I want to be your personal search dog-your own PI. Let me monitor the penthouse. Let me sniff this mole out and expose them." I begged, desperation creeping into my voice.

Bishop raised an eyebrow, clearly shocked. "You want to do that for me?"

I nodded. "Yes. I'm not asking for anything in return. This is for you. You saved me from the streets, Boss. This is the least I can do." I cried.
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  • Wet Nights    Prey

    Lexi's POV"Shut the fuck up, slut! You think you're good enough and it'll never become your turn one-day? Are you blind? Can't you see? Look at Shemika, where is she now? Gone, huh? So why can't you see that you'll be gone soon, just like her?" Baby blurted again.I love how stupidly she was saying all of this stuff. Yes, baby might be right about most of what she was saying, but I'm certain about one thing and that's the fact that Baby will be the person I'll use to prove my fake loyalty to Bishop.I'll give Bishop this recording and further tighten the knot of my trust with him and BOOM, he begins to trust me more. Someone has to be the bait after all.I had heard enough for now, at least, Baby has said enough to buy herself just enough trouble to get rid of her.Without saying another word, I yanked my arm free from Baby's, a cold smirk playing on my lips. "Get lost." I yelled.I stepped away from her and walked to the elevator, slammed my finger against the button and the moment

  • Wet Nights    Faking Innocence

    Lexi's POVThe following morning glimmered with the soft hum of life in the penthouse, but my mind was already five steps ahead of the rest.I was up early.Earlier than usual.Of course, somebody like me can't sleep for too long anymore.Just not to forget, I'm now Bishop's PI, and of course, my duties and pretty much now.The first rays of sunlight poured into my room like spilled honey, soft and golden, but I wasn't basking in it. I was in the bathroom, my robe tied tightly, toothbrush in mouth, eyes focused into the mirror as I brushed.I spat into the sink and smirked."Today was going to be fun." I thought.I finished brushing my teeth and I danced back to drop my toothbrush in the container that housed it. Then I loosened my robe and flung it against the shower hook, slipped under the shower and had one of the sweetest baths ever.I stepped out briskly and started to oil my skin, then I slid into a skin-tight black dress that hugged me just perfectly, then I pushed my legs into

  • Wet Nights    Truth

    Lexi's POVI looked up at him with determined eyes. "Let me repay you. Let me be your eyes. I want to help. I want to be your personal search dog-your own PI. Let me monitor the penthouse. Let me sniff this mole out and expose them." I begged, desperation creeping into my voice.Bishop raised an eyebrow, clearly shocked. "You want to do that for me?"I nodded. "Yes. I'm not asking for anything in return. This is for you. You saved me from the streets, Boss. This is the least I can do." I cried.Bishop walked toward me slowly, standing directly above me."Get up." He blurted smoothly.I hesitated, pretending to be unsure if he was angry or not."I said get up," he repeated, a little firmer.I immediately sprang up, eyes focused on him.We stood there-close. His eyes pierced into mine like he was searching for cracks. Lies. Fear.But me? I didn't flinch. I stared back. Calm. Brave. Trustworthy.I knew this was the final test.And I passed it, maybe I didn't.Bishop isn't the type to be

  • Wet Nights    Desperate

    Lexi's POVThe air was quiet in the penthouse that night. Some girls were still whispering about the blast at the club, some were tucked away, trembling under their blankets. But me?I was in my room, freshly showered, my robe tied loosely around my waist, my hair damp, face washed clean of makeup. The moment I got into my room earlier, I made sure everything-everything-was hidden. My laptop was back in its false-bottomed drawer. The fake IDs, burner phone, the original sketches of my blog logo-everything that could connect me to the anonymous blog-was gone. Hidden in places even the devil would miss.My bag was empty.The fake explosive tools were long destroyed.The scent of mint and vanilla floated through my room. Of course, you're free to call it the-deceptive-scent. I had turned on my diffuser to make the space feel calm, and maybe welcoming. I even arranged my slippers neatly at the corner of the bed, hoping I wasn't doing too much again. My bedsheet was perfectly smooth.I

  • Wet Nights    Flawlessly

    Lexi's POV The blast had barely settled when the door suddenly flew open. I've been expecting the door to slam open since, I was certain Dom would come rushing in to check up on Bishop.Just like I'd imagined, Dom rushed in through the door.He stood frozen for a second, eyes wide, taking in the wreckage. Bishop's shattered desk. The black scorch on the floor. Smoke curling in the air. And me, I was draped over Bishop, like a human shield.I could feel Dom's stare drilling into me.But I didn't move.Didn't blink.And just like that, I let my body fall limp, slumping into Bishop's arm as if I couldn't hold myself up anymore and would faint anytime soon.I'd have my arms slack and dangling at my sides like someone unconscious, and my head rolled to the side faintly just like I practiced.Dom rushed forward. "Boss! What the hell just happened?" He asked, shocked and surprised at the wreckage he was staring at.Bishop pushed himself up, coughing from the smoke. His suit was scorched alo

  • Wet Nights    One

    Lexi's POVI was sitting on the velvet couch in the ladies' suite, my legs crossed, my face calm-but inside, I was pacing.The long queue was moving slowly. Maybe too slowly.Of course we have more than hundred performers at Wet Nights so this doesn't seem like something that will finish anytime soon.Just like how Dom had instructed us, the girls were being called one by one, each stepping out to go face Bishop. And when they returned-that's if they returned-they weren't the same.I saw it first in one girl's face.Pale. Eyes wide. Hands shaking as she collapsed onto the couch next to the mirror. She didn't say a word. She just kept staring at the floor like it had spoken to her and told her something terrifying.Another girl came back... limping. I was shocked, and it made me question, "is Bishop torturing them in there?"It was terrifying and I realized some performers didn't come back at all. Now shocked is an understatement to describe my feelings-I was scared. "Where did she go?

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