Todos los capítulos de Wet Nights : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

BishopI glanced at Dom sharply, and eyed him, then I hissed and looked away.I suddenly stormed forward, fumbled for my keys on the table and I bolted out of the office.“Stay here and keep an eye on the club. Make sure everything is going fine and nothing else happens.” I instructed Dom before bolting into the hallway.Dom nodded quickly, “Yes, Boss!” He chimed dutifully.I bolted out and disappeared into the hallway almost immediately. I charged into the elevator and stormed out of it the moment it got to the ground floor.I need to go after Mary, I have to put her under control, if not she might end up doing what she'll regret.For a second, I began to think of the reason why I'm so much concerned about Mary hurting Shemika.Do I always care for all my performers this way, or is it something different I'm beginning to have on Shemika?I tried to convince myself that it was nothing, but deep down I felt there's more to my care.My mind was already racing ahead of me and I can't jus

ShemikaI was blinking at the ceiling when the sound of my door opening from the outside caught my attention.I became scared. Who could be opening my door from the outside and who the hell has my key?Just when I thought I was too tired to sit up, the moment the door clicked open, I instantly jolted up, now leaning against the headboard, eyes wide open to see who it was.My breath caught in my throat as I feared for who might step into the room. The door finally creaked open, and the dim morning light from the hallway suddenly spilled into my room.Scared, Dom stepped inside, and I exhaled sharply, “Fuck! You should learn to announce your arrival. I thought it was a thief!” I snapped, leaning back into the bed, ignoring Dom's presence.“Thief?! In this penthouse?!” He scoffed darkly.“Whatever! Why the fuck are you here this early? Did Bishop ask you to come fetch me already?” I asked bitterly, pulling the blanket over my body to continue my morning sleep.Dom smirked and walked str

ShemikaI took a cab to the location Cruz sent to me and I hurried into the house like someone that's being chased.The place was beautiful from the outside, but the moment I stepped inside the room, it smelled of old wood and dampness.This was similar to where I grew up, in poverty and suffering, but the moment I stepped into Wet Nights, I forgot about everything. I lived in sweetness afterwards, if not for the surfacing problems so far.My footsteps were slow and calculative like a predator monitoring his prey.“You don't have to come in this way!” Cruz suddenly spoke from behind.I jolted and immediately turned around, shocked to see Cruz. It's really him! Cruz is alive!He was leaning against the wall, his eyes pinning me down that I couldn't even say a word or move an inch.“You're surprised to see me, huh?” He blurted with a smirk.I rolled my eyes away to hide my nervousness, but Cruz knows me better than that.“Stop acting so cool, Shemika. You wanted me dead, didn't you?” he

ShemikaI slid down from the top of the bed, and the moment I crashed onto the floor, shards of glass from the frame that had fallen earlier pierced my skin. I sobbed quietly as I watched my body bleed from the cuts.Cruz stepped out of the bathroom, his dick still dangling underneath him as he walked. “You should have just listened to me when I asked you to leave the club and come with me. I wouldn't have hurt you this much.” He slurred as he fumbled for his pants to wear them.I lost control over my emotions and I lifted my eyes up to look at him. Our eyes locked and he laughed, satisfaction etched on his face.I scrambled for a larger piece of the glass on the floor, and I picked it, holding it tight around my fingers with its sharp, pointed edge left out to serve as my weapon.The moment Cruz squatted next to me to kiss me, I lifted my tired hand up and struck him straight in his throat. The glass cut through his neck and he immediately fell back, clutching onto his bleeding throa

ShemikaThe following morning, I woke up feeling cozy and warm, though my body still ached, but at least I didn't wake up to the Penthouse' morning noise or trouble.It's different here. It's warm, comfortable and felt safe. I loved it here already, and I wish I could just remain in this hotel and the maids do everything for me.Sunlight filtered through the curtains and the gentle clink of dishes drew my attention to the maids that were standing just at the edge of my bed, waiting for me to wake up.I sat up on the bed and sluggishly lifted my hand to my face, using the back of my palm to rub sleep out of my eyes."Good morning, Ma'am." The maids greeted me in unison.I nodded my head softly without responding to them verbally."Your bath is ready, Miss. And here is your breakfast, but kindly let us know if you'd like a change in what we prepared" the maid informed me while gesturing to the tray on my table, her voice was calm and gentle.I barely paid attention to what she was sayin