Fine Ass Girl

Chapter 25

Hazel

My black thigh boots clicked against the tiled hallway, my burgundy hair bounced as I took a step.

Tremaine was standing beside the railings of a staircase. He turned around at the sound of my boots, and took a double look realising that it was me he saw. "Holy Sh-"

"Don't swear." I giggled.

Tremaine laughed deeply and brought me into his chest. "You look - gorgeous."
"I left you speechless, which means I still look good even when pregnant." I smiled fully.
"Yeah ma."

I was in some black leather shorts, and a black sleeveless plunge top, which had a very deep 'v' cut.

It was then I had noticed Tremaine was wearing a black tuxedo, which complemented his good side very much. "You look handsome."

"Why thank you." He said with a sharp smile.

I poked his chest then said "You're welcome." as I continued poking his chest, I felt something puffy underneath his white shirt.

"What is that, because I know that ain't your chest." I said.

"Bulletproof vest." He whispered.

"Oh...you're prepared, well done nigga." I raised my eyebrows as usual and then breathed on his lips. "Really we're back to whispering again?"

Tremaine chuckled swiftly then ran his fingers through my hair. "Yes, because if you didn't hear Malachi just called me to bring you out."
Tremaine breathed on my neck, sending a chill down my spine.

"Now you know the feeling of doing that to someone else." Tremaine laughed.

"Ight ma, follow me." I nodded my head and followed behind Tremaine.

We walked up the stairs and then appeared on a more appropriate looking floor, with chandlers above our heads and with a colored crème carpet beneath our shoes.

Tremaine and I entered inside an elevator that took us up two floors. Once we got to the third floor, I gasped at how stunning and luxurious it was, the basement hallway and the first floor was absolutely trash compared to this.

I wondered what the second floor looked like. "Hazel come' on." Tremaine said.
The carpet was red, and the walls made from glass.

Behind these see through walls, was special rooms for lap dancing, there wasn't one room that was not in use. They were occupied by costumers, who paid good money for a private lap dance, which usually included more than just a dance at times, if you know what I mean.

"Hazel, wait here for a minute." Tremaine said to me.

I looked over at him as he entered inside one the rooms, and called the attention of this stripper. I analysed her as she spoke to Tremaine, she looked like a full time and a pro at stripping. Hair long, tatted thighs and arms, coke bottle body. She was about her money, as the light skinned chick and Tremaine spoke, they glanced over at me and then continued debating on whatever it was that they were talking about.

I turned around and faced the room that was in front of me, I stared at the girl that bounced up and down in her client, she was moving her body in a sexy manner, at which she used to seduce her client in her venomous tricks. That means the second floor has to be a club or something.

What is this place, I just came out of an isolation and entered a place for pleasure. "Hazel!" Tremaine called. I spun around and the harsh sound of Tremaine's voice and answered him.

"Wake up, we haven't got time to waste." Tremaine said.

"Whose empire is this?" I asked.

"Malachi." Tremaine answered. shock in his answer, the girls that worked here were sexy, they all knew what they was doing. I just hope they aren't for sell. We kept walking down the hallway until we made a Right and there was this platinum gold double doors guarded by two big men. "Listen ma', walk in there and do as you are told by LaSardo. I'mma watch you from a distance with Malachi, Jamal and a few other nigga'z."