Page 11 of The Ninth

Oh, no... “Okay.”

“Nigga’s come in here with two things on their mind. Every time they see you, they’re thinking about your pussy and throat. That’s it. Keeping that to yourself is key. Because once they have it? The discard you and you’re not worth a damn in here. They come for a fantasy. When they go home, they beat their dick thinking about what could’ve happened. Holding that honeypot hostage inside and outside of this club is your best bet.”

“CASS MONEY!” someone yelled from behind us.

Cassie pulled me into the chair and started doing my make-up. Hers was flawless.

“Heyyyyy Unctieeeee!” Cassie sung.

The woman kissed her teeth, ”Quit playing before I call corrections!”

From the corner of my eye, I could see she was a stud. She was dressed hella nice and fine as hell too. Long wavy hair, brown skin and eyes, big lips. It didn’t matter if you were into boys or girls, she was your type.

“Ouuu, bitch! The first time you call, I’ma burn this bitch down!”

“Uh, who the fuck is this?” she asked, pointing at me.

“Liv, Devyn. Devyn, Liv. Liv, she’s my only cousin. She just moved here today to start over and needs a lil job for a little amount of time.”

I went to say hi, but Liv cut me off, “What job she want?”

“She can be bottle service with me so I can watch her!”

“Ehhhhhhhh...”

Random Man: Whoaaaaa. Cassie, it’s Ben. Let me see her.

Random Man #2: HELL YEAH!

Ben: Bro, shut the fuck up, Jensen.

Before I could decline, Cassie yanked me up out of the chair. Liv flipped the camera, showcasing my body like I was for sale. I’ve never felt more humiliated.

Young Voice: Definitely not a bottle girl.

Ben: ANT, SHUTCHO ASS UP! She can bartend. She is Mac & Cass’ responsibility. Cassie, I’m only letting this shit slide since you my dawg and such a blessing to the club.

Cassie: But a blessing to you too...right, Benny?

She said seductively.

Liv moved the camera to Cassie while snickering. Without missing a beat, she spun around. Cassie bent as low as she could go, pussy print loud and proud. Her ass moved effortlessly as she shook it for him.

Young Voice #2: GAHDAMNNNN!

Ben: AYE, JUNIOR! GET THE FUCK OUT MY PHONE! I’M TELLING YO MAMA. Cassie! I’ll see you when I do, bro. Clearly y’all acting crazy in my absence.

Cassie: Yeah, and I need you to correct me.

Ben: Liv, dawg, walk away before this girl gets me in a workplace lawsuit.

Both Cassie and Liv started cracking up laughing. Cassie just continued doing my make-up as if she didn’t sell me to The Ninth. I couldn’t help the emotion building up in my chest.

“That was Ben, the owner. He’s really coo and mysterious. Plus, he’s fine as fuck! He from Louisiana and I heard he crazy as hell. He’ll take care of you and if you get the chance to hunch him, do it.”

She snickered as I pushed her away, standing up. I wanted to get shit off my chest as she walked away, but my face in the mirror shut me up.

I’m not ugly at all. But Cassie just made me so much better. The eyebrows were definitely a Chicago signature I would have to get used to. But it looked like I had glass skin with no make-up on. It was flawless and even I couldn’t deny she was talented.