Aliyah
"Thank you for giving me this chance to work at your club," I smile.
I watch the man across me who is barely paying attention to me but rather staring at my breast. I don't have a pretty face, just for this motherfuck to stare at my breast.
"Of course darling, you can start tomorrow night, where you can learn more." He grinned.
I give him a slight nod and leave the office not wanting to be in the same space as him. He was going to be my boss and it only looked like I would be getting harassed by him.
I bump into a hard chest and get ready to feel the hard floor against my ass. Instead, I feel someone wrap their hands around my waist, steadying me from falling. I look up and see a pair of hazel eyes. His scent invaded my nose and he smelt nice, better than most men.
Some niggas don't like to bathe their skin, like the fuck. They be walking around smelling like body odor and shit. Hold on, why the fuck am I thinking about the way people smell.
I stared into his eyes, they were so pretty.
Oh, that's why.
His arms secured my waist and didn't let me go. I roam my eyes over his face. He had a perfect jawline, with a slight stubble. My eyes moved to his lips, they were pink and looked soft.
I look back up meeting his eyes. "T-thank you for catching me," I stuttered. Why am I stuttering?
"You're welcome," he smiles.
His voice was deep and sent shivers down my spine. He didn't let me go and I tried to wiggle out of his grasp. He noticed my struggle and let me go.
"What language was that?" I asked.
"Russian," he answered.
I could hear the accent. I spoke Russian myself and I didn't even realize that he was speaking it.
"Oh," I replied, nodding my head.
This felt awkward.
"Well bye," I said.
I didn't know what to say or do. Why am I acting so shy? What the fuck is happening to me right now? I was questioning my whole life at this moment. I have never been shy or awkward, so why am I acting like it now?
"What's your name?" he quickly asked me.
His Russian accent was thick and heavy. How did I miss it before? It was so sexy as well.
"Oh, it's Aliyah," I smiled.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl," He smiles.
"Thank you."
Something flickers in his eyes and then he narrows his eyes at me.
"You understood what I said?" he asked.
I nodded my head and couldn't help my own smile. I'm acting like a lovesick puppy. I need to leave right now.
"I only know a bit of Russian, so don't try making full sentences on me," I stifled a laugh.
"I see, well I will try to make sure I don't do it," He whispered while taking my hand and kissing it.
"Bye."
He let go of my hands and stood at his towering height. It was giving giant. BFG 2.0
"Bye," I said in a low voice.
I don't know if he heard me. I walked past him and rushed out of the club. I walked down the road towards my apartment complex. I let my mind wander to places and dreams that will never come true.
I get used to my surroundings and see a familiar building that I now call home. Walking up the stairs to my apartment the smell of piss and weed invades my senses.
I scrunch my nose up in disgust and take out the keys for my apartment. I unlock the door and push it open. I look around and feel the sadness wash over me, I close the door and sit down on the couch.
I text my little brother to see how he is doing. I made sure to check up on him every day even though he hated it. I put my phone down and rested my head on the counter, letting my mind wander once again. It's the only thing that helps me escape my shitty life and makes me feel safe.
I hear a ping to see my brother replied.
Hakey🙂: You do know that I'm okay right, u don't have to check up on me every day
Me: Yeah, I know but it still helps to know that you're okay.
Hakey🙂: mhm well I'm good, I have to talk later I'm doing a project
Me: Have fun and be safe ily
Hake🙂y: Ilyt
I smile at his message then look at the time. 4:30 pm, I got up from the table and went to my room to get some wads of cash that I had saved up. I bent down and pulled the box out from my bed, opening it I took a few twenties out and put the box back under my bed.
I needed some groceries and a few other things for starting at the club. My shoes are already here and some outfits that I can wear when I go to the club. I walk out of the house and make my way downstairs only to hear shouting.
I paused as I started to think about my father.
"You stupid bitch you can't do anything right can you,"
"Papa I'm sorry please it was an accident." I cry.
I move away from him and back into the wall. I feel his cold hands against me and pull towards the bedroom. I cry even more trying to get out of his grasp.
"Papa, No I'm sorry please," I screamed.
He pushes me into the room and slams the door shut. I stand in the middle of the room crying with tears falling down my face with snot mixing with it. I hear the sound of the belt buckle and the movement of clothes.
I held my breath and waited for the feeling of the belt to come down but it never came.
I shake my head of that memory and hurry down the stairs so I don't hear the shouting anymore. I walk towards the Walmart and try not to let my mind wander on that memory. My brain then thinks about the man from the club with the Russian accent.
I didn't even ask him for his name. I just told him mine, so I guess I have to hope I will see him again.
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His Pov
I stepped out of the car and walked into the busy club. I was surprised to see so many people here at this time in the afternoon. I walked towards Ivans office only to bump into someone.
I wrapped my arms around her waist so she wouldn't fall and I couldn't help be intrigued by the girl. The way her dark skin glowed under the red lights, I watched her study my face. I studied her as if she was artwork at a museum. I looked down at her lips and sure did they look fuckable.
The thought of her on her knees and her mouth around my dick sounded wonderful. I feel my pants tightening. Now was not the time.
"T-thank you for catching me," she stuttered.
"You're welcome," I replied.
Her waist fit perfectly in my hands. It was like her body was made for me. She started to wiggle, making those lush breasts bounce. I let her go and tried to focus on her, instead of thinking of her being bent over for me.
"What language was that?" she asked.
"Russian," I answered.
"Oh," she replied, nodding her head. Did she think I was Italian or something?
"Well bye," she said.
She was already trying to leave. I wanted to talk to her more, I tried to think of things to say. I have never been one lost for words. Now I feel like a fool.
"What's your name?" I quickly asked her.
"Oh, it's Aliyah," she answered.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl," I smiled.
"Thank you," She says.
She had such a beautiful name and I wanted to know her, no I need to know her.
"You understood what I said?" I asked.
I didn't even realize that she answered me even though I spoke Russian. She understood my language.
"I only know a bit of Russian, so don't try making full sentences on me," she laughed.
"I see, well I will try to make sure I don't do it," I whispered while taking her hand and kissing it. "Bye."
I let go of her hand.
"Bye," she said in a low voice.
She quickly rushed away as if she had an embarrassing moment. I smirked and couldn't wait to see her again. I dropped my smile and turned into the stone-Coldstone, I usually am. I step into the office making myself annoyed and remember why I'm here.
"Where the fuck is my money, Ivan," I asked glaring at him.
I take a seat and pull out my gun from my holster. I put it on the table with the safety off.
"Kazimir, I told you I could give it to you next week."
He trembled looking at me and the gun.
"No, No this is not how it works. I want my money Ivan and your time has run out my friend." I spoke, getting very agitated.
I have not received a payment from him in months, this is what happens when you let greedy people manage your business. He thought I wouldn't notice but of course, I did.
"I come back next week and if my money is not here, Ivan."
I pick up my gun and wave it around in the light. I smile making eye contact with him.
"Well, you will meet your brother in hell." I chuckle but he knew I was serious.
"O-o-f course-e-e Kazimir," He stutters.
The smell of pee slowly starts to fill the room up. So much for having balls. I stand up from the chair and put my gun back in my holster.
"Thank you Ivan and see you, I will see you next week." I leave his office and my mind wanders back to Aliyah.
Aliyah, I like the way her name sounds coming from my mouth but I wonder what mine sounds like when I have her moaning.