Karma was born into the rich lifestyle. She is a young girl still trying to find herself. She also had a reputation to maintain. Her parents owned a number of clubs in different states so she and her name were pretty popular. Karma graduated from Texas Southern University, majoring in criminology and minoring in nursing. That's also where she met her best friend, Hayli.
It was a warm Saturday night, Karma and Hayli were on their usual routine, doing hair and makeup and looking for outfits to wear to the club. Klub Karma was the hottest club in Houston. "I'm so ready to see what type of guys come to the club tonight, maybe i'll get lucky and find us a sugar daddy." Hayli said playfully as she laughed it off. Karma laughed as well but she know Hayli was serious as a heart attack. Klub Karma shut the city down every weekend. Everyone popped out. Rappers, NBA players and even trappers. This was the club that everyone would die to get into.
"I'm not sure what outfit i want to wear tonight but you know I have to show out." Karma said as she walked over to her luxurious two story closet. She put her finger on her lip, looking at all of the possible clothing options. Her eyes widened as she finally found the dress she thought was the best. It was a gray, tight fitted dress, and it really showed her curves and hugged her hips. She picked it up and begin putting it on. "Okay this is the one" she told Hayli. Hayli turned around from putting on her outfit and said "Hell yeah, we definitely catching some sugar daddies tonight. You look GOOD girl!" Hayli exclaimed. "You look beautiful too." Karma responded. Karma's phone dinged. She picked it up and looked at it. "You ready to go? Limo's outside" she asked Hayli "Yeah, let's go" Hayli answered. The girls made their way to the front door of the mansion where the exited out the door. A limo and a driver awaited them, the girls walked down the outside mansion stairs and entered the vehicle. "Good evening, Miss Karma and Miss Hayli" the limo driver greeted them.
about 30 minutes later... The girls pulled up to the club and as expected, it was PACKED! The limo driver opened their doors and escorted them to the front door. Before leaving, Karma tipped the driver $500. They walked in the club and everyone moved out of their way and all eyes were on them but mostly Karma. The DJ announced her arrival "Everyone give it to the youngest club owner in the city, she's doing big things, KARMA IS IN THE BUILDING!" he shouted. Everyone clapped and greeted her. The hostess walked Karma and Hayli to their usual section and bought them 3 bottles of LOUIS XIII cognac and two wine glasses "Would you guys like anything else?" The hostess asked. "Oh, no thanks. We're good for now" Karma expressed. The girls poured up their drinks and then the fun really started. After about an hour in the club, Karma began to become bored. "GIRL LOOK!" Hayli exclaimed. "Huh? What?" Karma responded. "There's Jalen Green, Jayson Tatum, & Devin Booker" Hayli pointed. All three of the basketball players casually walked over to the bar. "You wanna go introduce ourselves?" Hayli asked. "Mmm... nah i'm good, if they're interested they'll come to me" Hayli took it upon herself to walk up and introduce herself to the players. it was around 12am and the dancers started to hit the stage. This was Karma's favorite part of the night, she looked seeing the confidence of these ladies and it truly inspired her. Karma walked to the floor of the stage with a stack of $1 bills, she begin casually throwing the money up in the air and letting it fall like snow, softly hitting the ground.
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Karma was enjoying herself up until the DJ stopped the music. She was confused on what was going on so she stopped and looked. "LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE BMF STEPPING IN THE BUILDING TONIGHT YALL, ITS ABOUT TO BE A HELLUVA NIGHT. WE GOT LIL MEECH IN THE BUILDING" The DJ shouted over the mic system. Karma didn't know much about him but she knew he was following in his fathers footsteps with the cocaine business. Lil Meech and his crew walked in throwing money like it wasn't anything to them. Dancers rushed to their section as he and his crew quickly too their pick. Meech had spotted Karma counting her stack of 1's. He looked and pointed, "I want this one" He told her. She looked at him in complete and utter disgust. "Nigga, you couldn't afford this ass if you had your money, your daddy money and Oprah money combined. You WISH I was a dancer, Im Karma, and i'm the OWNER of this club." she snapped. "Okay, okay. Calm down, my mistake. I'm loving your establishment so far and it helps that you're beautiful and by the looks of it, you're about business." He assured her. "Accept my apology?" He looked at her with his mesmerizing eyes. "No." She said as she walked away.
Meech was shocked. He was surprised cause she didn't fall for his BS, normally he'd have every girl HOOKED with just one look. He knew it was something different about Karma and he was determined to get her to surrender.
SIDEBAR: I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, thanks for taking the time to read it.
