Living in New York For single 25-year-old Sierra was hard, Not having much family to lean on for help besides her mom and little brother, Issac, was very difficult in the streets of New York but she was and always has been an independent woman so she hated to rely on anyone, especially men.
Struggling to find a path she wanted to take on in her career she decided to do what she loved to do which was go to school for cosmetology and open her own hair business but the cost for the little things she had to pay for didn't help much at all with her dreams. Moving to Harlem wasn't much of a big move but it showed her so many things she didn't see in Queens that she could get into to help herself and one thing she saw as a good side-paying job to help her level up was stripping so she took it.
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Riding around the trash-filled city in New York with just Sierra and her best friend, Dreka, Dreka sighed As she felt her phone ringing in her lap from an incoming call from her man King and answered it. "Wassgud sexy" King spoke. Dreka huffed as she knew he wanted her to do something for him and rolled her eyes. "What King" She nonchalantly responded.
"Ima need you to come pull up at the spot ma. It's something I gotta get from the car" He demanded, Knowing he had packs of cocaine sitting in the trunk of their Range Rover that Dreka knew nothing about he had to get them out quickly.
"Send the address King," She demanded, Obviously annoyed from him constantly asking her to do things he could do for himself.
Sierra shook her head as she smiled at the way both of them speak to each other now and remembered the way she use to act shy and cute when King was tryna get with her. "What you laughing at Si?"
"Ya'll two and the way he be pissing you off!" Sierra explained letting out a small laugh. Dreka grinned while rolling her eyes cause she knew it was true but she didn't wanna admit it.
"Where we at?" Sierra asked
"We gotta come stop at His friend's crib so he can get sum from out the car. And let me warn you bitch it's some fine niggas here but they dangerous as fuck! King be tryna keep me out this as much as he can but he end up asking me to do shit like this."
Sierra smacked her lips and gathered her purse as they went inside the trap house. Walking inside was King and his homeboys Zane, Jay, and Tj sitting on the couch counting money. "Hey Sierra" King said to Sierra hugging her.
She shyly waved while she smiled and sat down on the ripped-up couch. Looking up she locked eyes with Zane as he rolled his weed, His deep dimples revealing as he let off a small smile at her. Dreka turned around staring at them and smacked the back of Zane's neck. "Thats my best fran!" She said in a warning tone.
"And? Ion care if I want the bitch she gon be mines" Zane bluntly spat. "First of all did you just call me a bitch? And second of all I got a man so trust I wouldn't if they paid me. You needa watch that bitch word as well." Sierra lied making Dreka turn around and scrunch her face until she noticed what she was doing.
"Ight Zane calm down and ma hurry up and take ya ass home you know ion like you up around here." King urged.
Gathering their things since they still had somewhere to be Dreka stood up and wrapped her arms around King as they shared an intimate moment. Zane shook his head in disgust disliking the way he could see their tongue interwing with each other, his facial expression making Sierra bust out in laughter and walking out to wait in the car for her.
Zane looked at King as he watched King watch Dreka's ass move like jelly moving side to side as she walked away. "Who her friend is?" Zane asked.
"That's Sierra. Her highschool best friend." King replied as he finally snapped out of the fascination Dreka seemed to put him in.
Setting the packs of cocaine down Tj started counting each of them and packed them away in a duffel bag. "Aye look I heard tonight the strip supposed to be cracking in that hoe. Y'all tryna see what's up later?" Tj asked.
"Yea fasho me and King gotta be somewhere first," Zane said as he looked at King reminding him about what a supposed to go down tonight.
Exiting out of the bathroom he got a knock on the front door and quickly grabbed his Glock from under the mattress. Holding his towel together he peeped through the peephole to see King and Zane standing at his door and their bodyguards behind them.
"Damn, nigga you ain't let a nigga know before just showing up," Marcus spoke as he opened the door. "Fuck that we got business to fucking do so let's get to it." Zane rudely spoke.
Putting on some black shorts with a white tank top Marcus walked out the closet and sat down next to King. Lighting up a blunt King watched as Zane unrolled the newspaper filled with detached fingers and looked up at Marcus. "He's already done and ready to be sent off. So how you tryna do this?" Zane asked, Marcus blew out a long breath of air as he tried to figure out what he was gonna do with the male's body parts without being caught.
"Who was this?" He stalled,
"How are you trying to do this Marcus?!" Zane repeated.
Marcus shook his head sideways as he took his time thinking of an answer already knowing how Zane got when people didn't answer his questions correctly. "I can send the parts off anonymously and have your money here by Tuesday"
Zane shook his head in agreement and checked his phone. "You got 21 hours Marcus no later than 12:00 I better see 200k in my hands. Let's go."
Quiet but worried Marcus swallowed the lump of spit stuck in his throat and picked up the parts placing them into his freezer. He called someone required to ship them out and got them placed for order that costed 100k.. He was running low but he knew he still had to have Zane's money or else he would be in for a rude awakening.
Changing into her stripping outfit Sierra looked into the mirror and brushed her hand down her caramel skin-toned shaped body looking at the healed bullet wound that brought back memories with her ex. Covering the scar up with her tan one-piece set she fixed her blonde striped wavy hair and ran upstairs with the rest of the girls.
Being the first person to get called on stage she groaned and made her way up there. Gripping the warmed-sliver pole with both of her legs she used both of her hands and climbed up the pole slowly spinning around as she got started. Looking around at the semi-hyped crowd she noticed a dark-shaped figure that was shaped and had similar features as Zane, Spinning back around she focused on the figure, and to her prognosis it was him.
Zane loved what he saw but it didn't surprise him much cause he's had plenty of stripper hoe's before so this wasn't nun new just a different bitch. Laying across the pole doing a famous pole tabletop dance she untied her sliver and rhinestoned string-tied outfit and revealed her perky nipples to the crowd. As more money got thrown more tricks got shown and the hyped entertained crowd loved it.
She hated that she had to somewhat expose her body to make thousands of dollars but she knew in order to level up in life she would have to face uncomfortable challenges. She just couldn't wait to be financially wealthy and have her life in full control.
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Finally being done she hopped off the stage and gathered all her cash but getting stopped in the process by someone touching her shoulder. She turned around to see Zane standing there smiling at her. "Look who it is! I ain't een know yo fine ass worked here." He conversated.
"Yea, I just started like a few months ago" Sierra reacted.
"Zane.. ma" He introduced himself as he held out his hand. "Sierra, nice to meet you" Sierra replied connecting her hand with his. Something about her touching him made him catch butterfly's like no other but it was too fast for him and he knew deep down he wasn't ready for a relationship.
Pulling away he looked away making Sierra notice he was a bit shy. Leaving her no choice but to tease him, especially noticing he doesn't show off the tough side he projects on the streets as much around her. "It's ok you don't gotta be shy around me"
Hearing that she seemed to see he was shy he softly threw his head back and ran his hands across his face in shame. "Ain't no nigga like me shy my heart. Yo fine ass just got a nigga feeling a way."
Sierra laughed. "It was nice seeing you around, Zane" He gripped her arm as he stopped her from leaving and placed his phone that was already on contacts into her hand putting things under his control. She typed In her number saving the contact as 'Si' and walked away.
He loved the way she ain't just give in like the other woman he messed around with and knew her worth. Smiling at the start of something and someone new he lit his blunt and went back to his section with the boys.
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