New Addiction

1-New Addiction

*Michael's pov*

"Mike come on man this girl is really good!"Frank my manager continuously begged.

This man has been bugging me for hours to go to some jazz club.

I roll my eyes and spin my chair around to face him.

He intertwined his fingers like a child "Please Mike, you know I wouldn't beg if she wasn't good"

I raised one eyebrow at him as he continues to plead "Pleeeeeeeeaaase"

"Fine!" I groan out in annoyance.

His face lights up with happiness "Yes!"

I roll my eyes and get up out of my spinning chair

"Whatever, I should probably go out and look for an other hoe while I'm at it." I joke

Frank chuckles softly and shakes his head

"You're the one that's a hoe" Frank jokes along with me.

"Hey I'm a grown ass man that just wants his dick sucked"

I walk out of my home and I was exposed to the cool night air.

I put my leather jacket on and sit in the passenger seat as Frank gets in the driver seat.

It doesn't takes us long but we arrive at our destination.

"You are going to love her Mike. She amazing" frank says as we get out of the car and I put my ray bans on.

We walk in to a dark ally and I put my hands in my pocket to keep them from freezing.

The orange and white street lights and the moon being the only light in sight.

We stopped on a corner at a steel gate with a slightly open door a red hue was shining through and Frank looks down at his watch and smirks.

"9:30, Right on time" he mumbles to himself.

"Frank What's the name of this club" I asked and Frank slightly lifts up the steel gate and we go under.

He pushed the door and we walk in a room was filled with red lights, glistening and red decor.

The air was filled with something, a vibe that I couldn't describe, but I liked it.

I don't know if it was the slow sexy music that was playing, the smell of alcohol and reefer smoke, or the dripping sex in the air but I liked it.

There was a band on the small stage, a mike stand, a few tables, dance floor, and a bar.

It was a very small place but it seemed perfect.

"Michael, Welcome to Club Red Bliss" Frank says with a grin.

A women walked pass me with the sexiest scent.

I look at her ass as if she was a piece of meat as she walks off "oh I feel welcomed alright."

Frank chuckles then wanders off somewhere and I sit on a stool at a bar.

The bar tender smiles at me recognizing who I am "What can I get you Mr. Jackson"

"2 shots of Gin"

"Coming right up sir"

He places two small glasses in front of me and fills them up.

I chugged the gin down and sigh as the liquid burns my throat.

The lights dimmed down and everyone was silent.

There was a single spot light on a man on the stage (clearly gay) he then speaks into the mic.

"Good evening everyone how y'all doing."

Some people replied 'good' and others cheered as the man continues.

"Well bad or good y'all came here to enjoy your night am I right y'all?!" The audience claps and cheers on, I can fuck with this places energy.

"That's right, now before I bring our girl up and out I want y'all to give it up for our special guest Mr. Michael Jackson!"

A spotlight landed on me and I stand up and wave to everyone as some claps and those around me shook my hand.

As soon as the spot light gets off of me I scowl.

I can't go anywhere without being noticed.

"Now I want y'all to give it up for yours, mine, and everyone's favorite..." He paused and smirks as he continues "...Sapphire"

Everyone cheers and some hollered her name.

A young lady somewhere around my age walks out on stage with a short red fishnets veil to coved her face, red gloves that go up to her elbows ,black louboutin's, smokey eyeshadow which was a sexy touch, red lipstick, and her curly black hair flowed down over her shoulders, she was wearing a long red sleeveless bodycon dress with a cut at the bottom showing her brown legs.

She had such a petite hourglass frame but hot damn that dress was hugging her curves perfectly.

This woman is a walking hallelujah, Jesus Christ.

Oh I think I might want a taste of this sapphire.