All Chapters of Dirty Shifts: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I took my time, slowly walking over to the bed."Bianca," I said, keepin' it low and real, "you gotta breathe, girl."She whipped her head away real fast, wipin' her face all aggressive. "I don't need nobody feelin' sorry for me!"Gabriel stood his tail up once I got close.I looked at everybody else standin' around lookin' like spectators. “Y’all need to step out.”Sophia and Emma traded looks like they had somethin' to say, but they kept it cute and walked out quiet with the guards.But Gabriel? He stayed put.I turned my head and looked him dead in the eye. "You too."His eyebrows jumped straight to his hairline. "Me?""Yeah," I told him, not stutterin' once. "You."He looked unsure for a hot second. Like, for real, leavin' his baby girl all by herself in that state was physically hurtin' his soul.But after a long-ass pause, he finally gave me a slow nod. Before he stepped out, he turned back one last time just to look at Bianca c

And that cold-ass stare?Yeah. We were fucked.Even Emma shut the hell up for once.Vicky slowly tilted her head while looking at the three of us crowded together.Then she smiled.And somehow that shit looked scarier than if she was yelling.“Well ain’t this cute,” she said slowly.Her eyes dragged over us one by one like she wanted to personally strangle somebody.Yeah… somebody was about to die.Emma whispered, “Oh hell.”Vicky slowly started clapping.“Wow,” she said sarcastically. “Just… wow.”Nobody moved.“So while customers throwing money outside waiting for entertainment,” she continued, stepping inside, “you three dumb hoes in here having a therapy session?”Her eyes dragged over us like she couldn’t stand breathing the same air.“We were taking a break,” Sophia said carefully.“A break?” Vicky laughed coldly. “Y’all think this a damn spa?”I folded my arms slowly.“We were literally about to head back out there.”Vicky looked at me instantly. “And you,” she snapped. “Why th

I closed my eyes slow, already feelin’ a headache creepin’ in.“Vicky,” I said carefully, “don’t do this shit tonight.”“No, ‘cause you need a rest—”“Are you outta your damn mind?” I cut her off sharply. “You forgot who the fuck you talkin’ to?”She went quiet real damn quick.“I own R.M Club,” I continued coldly. “Ain’t nobody gonna tell me where the fuck I can or can’t go.”“I wasn’t tryna disrespect you,” she muttered under her breath.“Then fix that attitude.”The line went silent for a second before she spoke again.“We both know the only reason you tryna pull up tonight is ‘cause of Emily.”My whole expression darkened instantly.“Believe whatever the fuck you want.”“I’ve seen the video, Ryan.”That made me pause.My voice dropped lower. “What video?”“The one from Gabriel’s party.” Her tone turned bitter as hell. “I saw Emily shoot you.”My jaw clenched so hard it started hurtin’.“And you still sittin’ here makin’ excuses for her after all that shit.”“That ain’t got shit to

“Evan, you good?” Gabriel asked all of a sudden.My whole ass froze up right behind that staircase, heart damn near jumping out my chest.For one long, risky second, Evan didn’t say shit.He just kept staring toward the stairs like his ass could sense someone hiding back there, like he knew exactly where my sneaky ass was posted up.“Nah, I’m good,” he finally muttered under his breath, shaking his head a lil’ bit.Gabriel eyed him for a second, squinting like he wasn’t fully buying it, but he didn’t press.Then all them niggas turned around and dipped down the corridor.I let out the breath I didn’t even know I was holding. Fuck I almost got caught.I quickly backed my ass up from the staircase before one of them decided to spin back around. My heart was pounding like a drum in my chest as I rushed downstairs.I pushed through the front doors and stepped straight outside, finally feeling that fresh air hit my face.Emma looked up the second she clocked my face.She knew something had

"So, from this wild-ass story, it’s clear as day," Emma spat, slamming the car door shut as we hopped out and headed toward our building. "Those motherfuckers are planning to flip Stacy Williams’ switch next week at her own damn welcome party. All over a damn flash drive that’s probably holding every single piece of their dirty-ass secrets. Man, this shit is getting out of hand."We unlocked the front door, kicked off our shoes, and practically collapsed onto the sofa, completely exhausted from the madness.I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to untangle my thoughts. "Look, girls, we need to get our pretty-ass hands on that flash drive before those bastards do. This is literally our only shot to put a hard stop to their bullshit once and for all."Sophia locked her eyes onto mine, leaning forward. "Okay, but real talk though... how the hell are we even getting through the door? We don’t have invitations, and you know security’s gonna be tighter than a vault.""Yeah, facts," Emma