"Will you stop being rude, this is Jasmine the new girl-
Quinn scrunched her face up at the brown-eyed beauty in front of her. Quinn allowed her eyes to dance on the girl from head to toe. She was beautiful; a real life doll. Why the hell would she be working here. Not to say the girls that worked at Ace's Diamond were trashy and ugly, but the woman standing before her was definitely something special. She could tell she didn't belong, her bougieness oozed from her pores as Jasmine wrapped her arms around her body, nervously watching her surroundings.
"Ain't nobody told me nothing," Quinn mugged Jasmine waiting and expecting a clap-back from her. But she got nothing....only a shy smile. Oh yeah....this girl was different.
"Mann come the fuck on," another stripper sighed after being held up for more than thirty minutes.
"Come on Jas, Ace said you can come in," Miracle softly pushed her pass the security.
Finally the two made it inside with Quinn hot on their tails. She was foaming at the mouth like a rabies infected dog while staring down at Jasmine. Who hired this bad bitch? She thought. She became angry...but more nervous. Nervous for her position in Ace life. The last time a bad bitch showed up in her life, she lost her bestfriend...her man, now, while she managed to get him back....she wasn't too sure about this one.
"So Jasmine, this is Minnie. She works at the bar most of the time so y'all will be around each other a lot. Minnie this is Jasmine, she's new," Miracle smiled as they walked over to the bar.
"Hi it's nice to meet you," Jasmine smiled.
"Likewise. I'm happy you've joined the family," Minnie smiled back causing Quinn to scoff. "Now I have to warn you, sometimes I work on the pole so you'll be at the bar alone. None of the other strippers wanna waste their time at the bar"
Jasmine frowned folding her arms, "well why not"
"Jas girl I'm trynna tell you...the bar doesn't get you that type of money the pole gets you," miracle chuckled as Minnie poured her a drink.
Minnie laughed in agreement, "what are you doing here anyways. This doesn't seem like your-
"I know you fuckin lying," Quinn smacked her lips looking off in the distance causing the other to do the same. In their view, aside from big booty strippers and paying customers having a ball, there the boss, head huncho, the man of the hour, Ace. Dressed in a white sweatsuit, with white Oreo 4s, white bucket hat, and silver jewelry to top it off. He was a walking god. While Quinn frowned at Ace, Minnie cheesed at the two who were behind him, and Miracle held a confused expression, Jasmine was a pool by the mouth as she watched the god walk her way...well their way.
"What the fuck is this Ace. Why are these bitches here?" Quinn questioned her man before mugging Milano and Veronica who smiled back.
"Mind your business bookie," Milano flashed a toothless smile before mugging her.
"Bitch this is my business, fuck is you talm b-
"Mannn don't start this shit," Ace frowned. " I just came out to give new girl her card," it pulled it out his pocket.
Reaching his arm out to Jasmine, Ace held the card between his index and middle finger waiting for her to grab it. The intoxicating scent of Burberry Touch danced off of Ace's body, seduced Jasmines nose causing a faint heartbeat between her legs. Jesus! She slowly grabbed the car, allowing her medium length acrylics to brush on his two tatted fingers. His nails..they were trimmed and clean..Jesus! From that point on, it felt like everything was moving in slow motion to Jasmine. She pulled away with the card and slowly looked up at his face. Aww...he has freckles..Jesus! Aww and he has-
Chapter 3
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