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Yes | 2024-05-18 19:24 | active | 809 | 0 | 981523163599231 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | My mongrel father is dead. <br /> Put a bullet in his own temple, it seems. <br /> A blond haired, hazel eyed chick walks to me,she stops in front of me.<br /> “You must be Callie.” She tries a smile, fake as shit. <br /> she gives me another once over. “I guess you really are my daughter.”<br /> "Get the fuck out."<br /> “I'm afraid that's not an option. I'm your official legal guardian and you'll be living with me and my family until you graduate from Westbrook High this summer.”<br /> I feel the sudden urge to puke. <br /> “Run along and pack your things, Callie. You'll be attending your new school first thing tomorrow morning.”<br /> Fresh out of options, I admit defeat and stand to do as she told me to.<br /> And yet here I am, headed over to the fucking devil herself, allowing her to drag me off to my newest version of hell. <br /> ————————<br /> Callie<br /> <br /> He’s gone.<br /> My mongrel father is dead. <br /> Put a pellet in his own temple, it seems. <br /> Just like that.<br /> Quick and painless.<br /> I bet he didn't even feel it. <br /> I don’t want much in life, so long as I have a little cash and a place to lie my head at night, I'm good to go, but I wanted this, wished for it, even, so why am I so disappointed?<br /> Dissatisfied might be the better word. <br /> I've imagined his death more than a few times in my seventeen years on this planet, fantasized about it while getting my knucklehead handed to me on the regular - among other things - but none of those fantasies were as simple as a gunshot to the head. <br /> He should have suffered.<br /> Leaning back in his favorite brown leather armchair, I blow out a hit of my joint and stare at his now covered body on the other side of our dingy, two bedroom apartment in one of the dirtiest neighborhoods of Vegas, allowing my thoughts to wander for a moment. <br /> Why is he on the couch? <br /> Why didn't he end his miserable life in the place he slouched day and night, watching his old football tapes, drinking his cheap whiskey and smoking his dirty cigarettes? <br /> Doesn't make a lick of sense to me. <br /> Jason O'Conner wasn't a suicidal man. <br /> I won't deny life kicked his sorry knucklehead in more ways than one. Despite his dead parents and his abusive upbringing in foster care, he wanted a good life for himself and he worked his knucklehead off to make it happen. In high school he was the prom king, the captain of the football team, an up and coming star on his way to the NFL, worshipped by most and envied by many. Then everything went to excrement when he knocked up the prom queen and injured his knee on the field the summer before college. His career crashed and burned, he was abandoned by his gold digging high school sweetheart and left with nothing but a broken heart, a broken dream and a newborn baby daughter to raise. He spent his days in this old chair, reliving his glory days on a constant loop and cursing the world for taking everything he ever wanted. But still, he was never suicidal. <br /> Because he had me. <br /> I was his vice, his punching bag, his source of enjoyment, his only purpose in life. I'm the person he blamed for everything he lost, and if he ever let me forget it. <br /> “Miss O'Conner.”<br /> I blink away the thought, sliding my eyes to the middle aged female cop who's currently half way through taking my statement.<br /> “Is that a cannabis ciggy?” She fumes, tapping her pen on her little notebook. <br /> “No.” I shrug, inhaling another hit. “It's a joint.”<br /> “You do realize it's illegal for persons under the age of twenty one to smoke cannabis in this state?”<br /> I pop my mouth open and feign shock. “You don't say.”<br /> She glares at that, opening her mouth to say something else but snapping it shut when one of her colleagues walks over to us. The man gives me a look, you know, the sorry about your dead daddy but I'm a little confused as to why you're not sobbing like a grieving daughter should be look, then he turns to the woman and leans over to speak in her ear. She frowns, listening to whatever he has to say, so I move my eyes back to the dead body on the couch, still struggling to make sense of what happened here tonight. None of these idiots would tell me anything when I got back and walked in on this excrement show. Instead they sat me down and asked where I'd been and what I'd been doing for the last few hours. I lied, of course, told them I fell asleep at a friend’s house, because if they knew what I was really doing, I'd be in a lot of fuckin’ trouble right now. <br /> “Callie!”<br /> Speak of the devil.. <br /> I look to the front door and grin like an arsehole when my good friend Officer Anderson walks over to me. Short brown hair and eyes to match, packed with hard muscle and those bulgy veins guys get when they take too many steroids. He looks more like a male stripper slash gang leader than a cop, which isn't actually a far stretch from the truth.<br /> “What are you doing?” He hisses, snatching the joint from my mouth. “You're sat in a room full of badges and a dead body for sakes. Have some respect.” <br /> I raise a brow at that, reaching up to snatch my joint back. “Respect? Seriously?”<br /> He sighs, dropping his knucklehead down on the coffee table to level with me. “Look, I feel for you, babe, I really do. I don't wanna see you in a group home any more than you do. But what's your plan here? Get yourself booked every night for the next three months until your eighteenth birthday rolls around?”<br /> “Exactly.” I grin, appreciating the way his chest and arms look in that tight gray t-shirt he's wearing. “You think I could rent a drawer in your desk at the station? Just a small one for my thongs and a toothbrush, some deodorant, condoms, that kinda thing.”<br /> He tries, I'll give him that, but he fails to hide the tiny little grin pulling at his lips. “You're a cocky little excrement, you know that?”<br /> I smirk, running my nail over the police badge wrapped around his neck. The first time he said that to me was the day we met. He caught me and a few friends drinking in the park a couple years back, told us to pack it up and move on, so I told him show me what he was packing and maybe I'd consider doing as I was told. <br /> He arrested me.<br /> “You gonna cuff me again, Officer?”<br /> “Not tonight, babe.” He mutters, glancing around the apartment, and it's only now I realize he seems on edge. “I got a feelin’ the silver bracelets are a helluva lot different where you're headed.”<br /> I frown. <br /> Dean Anderson is one of the dirtiest cops you'll find in Sin City. Mid twenties, built like a machine, won’t hesitate to slit your throat from ear to ear if you push him far enough. If he's nervous about whatever comes next, pretty sure I should be, too.<br /> “Dean..” I drop the act, leaning my elbows on my knees. “What is going on?” <br /> He sighs, sliding his eyes back to mine. “Look, I don't even understand it myself, so let's just see how this plays out, yeah?”<br /> My jaw ticks because that makes no freaking sense to me, but I don't get a chance to think on his meaning before some blond haired, hazel eyed chick walks through the front door like she owns the place, eyes on me and headed this way with a clear purpose. I eye her when she stops in front of me, taking in her skin tight, knee length, very expensive looking cream dress, long blond hair curled into perfect beach waves and a face full of professional looking make up. She eyes me right back, and I don't miss the way her nose turns up a little when she takes in my black sweats, the too big hoodie draped aimlessly around my shoulders, the several piercings in my ears and the metal ring on the corner of my bottom lip. <br /> She's better than me and she knows it. <br /> “You must be Callie.” She tries a smile, fake as garbage. <br /> “Lookin' a little overdressed for a social worker, aren't we?” I raise a brow, enjoying the way she falters a little. “Are those seriously Christian Louboutins on your feet?”<br /> “You know your shoes.” She muses, nodding her approval while she gives me another once over. “I guess you really are my daughter.”<br /> My joint hits the carpet. <br /> What did she just say?<br /> The silence that follows is deafening. <br /> My ears ring, my vision blurs, and the useless organ in my chest starts pumping wildly, begging me to feel the emotions creeping up my throat and squeezing. I almost feel it, but then I remember who I am and what she is, so I do what I taught myself to do when I was thirteen years old. I release my death grip on the locket around my neck and force that excrement down. <br /> “Callie, this is Katherine Kingston.” The officer beside her starts, clearing his throat when I slide my eyes to him. “Your father called her before he passed earlier tonight, confessed his plans to her and asked her to take care of y-”<br /> I hear laughter - full blown, hysterical laughter - and it's only when all the heads in here turn my way that I realize it's coming from me, because this has to be a freaking joke. The woman who took off on the day I was born and never once bothered to show her face my entire life, the woman who chose herself and money over me is standing in my freaking living room of all places, honest to god planning on taking me home with her. <br /> So, yeah, funny as excrement if you ask me.<br /> “Callie..”<br /> Ignoring Dean's nonsense warning tone, I pick up my joint, relight it, and look her dead in the eye, staring openly so she knows just what I think of her. <br /> Nothing. <br /> I won't deny there were nights I cried myself to sleep at night when I was a little girl, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in my mother's arms, wishing she'd come back and protect me from the monsters I knew were all too real, but that ship sailed a long freaking time ago. She's just as dead to me as the sick mongrel lying in a body bag across the room is now. Always has been, always will be. <br /> "Get out."<br /> She scowls, struggling to rein in her obvious temper. “Excuse me?”<br /> “You heard me.” I tip my chin to dismiss her, taking a long hit. “Get out and back to wherever you came from. I'll take my chances in the system.”<br /> “I'm afraid that's not an option. I'm your official legal guardian and you'll be living with me and my family until you graduate from Westbrook High this summer.”<br /> I feel the sudden urge to puke. <br /> Her family?<br /> Westbrook High?<br /> “We live in Westbrook, California.” She explains, checking her fancy diamond watch. “Run along and pack your things, Callie. I can't fly you home with me because you don't have a passport so I've arranged a car service for us. You can sleep on the way and you'll be attending your new school first thing tomorrow morning.”<br /> I ignore all of that and slide my eyes to Dean, frowning. “Is this legit?”<br /> He nods, looking a little confused because there's no way he doesn't see what I'm seeing.<br /> And I thought my heart was dead.<br /> I finish my joint and toss the roach in the ash tray, feigning boredom while I consider my options a moment. <br /> There aren't many. <br /> I could make a run for it right here and now, but I doubt I'd get far, and even if I did, where the netherworld can I go where she won't find me? The group homes, the cops, the school - they'll all hand me over to her the second I show my face, and it's not like I can live a good life as a runaway minor with no real job and no high school diploma. I could argue, plead with this woman to reconsider, but just looking at her tells me this isn't up for negotiation. Plus I won't give her the satisfaction of hearing me beg. <br /> Fresh out of options, I admit defeat and stand to do as she told me to, not missing the sly grin pulling at her fake lips. I walk over to the hole in the wall I call a bedroom and toss all my clothes in a black suitcase, hiding my firearm, cash and weed in the inside zip pocket, then I pull my long, dark brown hair up into a messy knot and take a second to look at myself in the mirror, eyeing the engraving on the cheap, heart shaped silver locket around my neck. <br /> My Angel. <br /> And yet here I am, headed over to the freaking devil herself, allowing her to drag me off to my newest version of netherworld. <br /> Oh, the irony. <br /> “Callie.”<br /> Half way to the front door, I lick my lips and turn to face Dean, bumping his raised fist.<br /> He catches the look in my eyes and sighs, discreetly slipping me my cut from earlier tonight. “It's only five months, babe.”<br /> “Three.” I argue, shoving the cash in my pocket. “And I better be seeing you a helluva lot sooner than that.”<br /> He frowns, looking from me to Katherine and back again. “You still wanna work?” <br /> “How else am I gonna buy excrement? Money doesn't grow on trees.”<br /> He snorts at my stupid joke and shakes his head at me, lightly knocking my chin. “Be good, okay?”<br /> “Aren't I always?” I grin, tossing a wave over my shoulder before following Katherine down to the black limo parked out front. <br /> Be good, he says. <br /> Right.<br /> ----------------------------<br /> Callie<br /> <br /> “Why you?”<br /> Katherine lifts her eyes from her phone when I break the silence, raising a perfectly waxed brow. “Excuse me?” <br /> I lick my lips and lean back on the leather bench seat opposite her, watching her closely like she holds all the answers to my unspoken questions. I shouldn't care, I don't really, what’s done is done, but I can't help but wonder..<br /> “Why did he call you?” <br /> She smirks at that, folding her arms over her chest. “Took you long enough. You haven't said a word to me all night.”<br /> “I was sleeping.” <br /> “You're a terrible liar.”<br /> “And you're fuckin' arsehole.”<br /> She sighs and cocks her head, eyeing me curiously. “You have my eyes.” <br /> “Lucky me.”<br /> “That's all, though.” She observes, moving her eyes over my face. “The rest of you is all him. Your dark hair, your golden tanned skin, your full lips, your petite frame and your natural curves most girls would kill for. You sure as netherworld didn't get those from me. Mine were bought and paid for.”<br /> “By the same sorry son of a mongrel who gave you that ugly knucklehead rock on your finger?” I tip my chin, gesturing to the blinding princess cut diamond on her left hand. <br /> “Your personality, though?” She ignores the cheap dig, raising a brow. “That's all me. Your attitude, your whit, your stubbornness, your fire..”<br /> “Awful full of yourself, aren't you?”<br /> “You're mistaking those for compliments, my dear.” She leans forward, patronizing as garbage. “We're not in Vegas anymore, Callie. In a city like Westbrook, your big mouth will only get you into more trouble than it's worth. I advise you keep your head down and your mouth shut if you want to survive here.”<br /> I lick my lips, not missing the warning in her tone. But if she thinks I'm about to listen to a word of her advice, as she called it, she's dead wrong. <br /> I don't bother telling her that, though. <br /> She'll find out soon enough. <br /> “Why did he call you?”<br /> She leans back, considering her words carefully before she speaks. “Your father was a complicated man.”<br /> I don't bother to hide my eye roll because yeah, no excrement.<br /> “He was a good person once.” She goes on, sighing a little. “He was raised in a crappy place with terrible people, but he wanted to be better. He was better for a little while.. until he wasn't. But even after all the mistakes he made with you, he wanted to do right by you in the end, Callie.” She lies, looking me dead in the eye as she does it. “He didn't want you to end up getting lost and forgotten about in the system. He didn't want you to be alone. He called me because he wanted me to give you the chance you deserve to make something of yourself.. finish high school, get a decent college education and live a good life.” She pauses, glancing off and up at something through the tinted windows. “The life you should have had all along.”<br /> I glare, following her line of sight, and screw me, my eyes bug out of my head before I can stop it.<br /> The limo slows to a stop and I slide my eyes back to Katherine, watching her smirk like the evil little snake she is - pleased with herself and my reaction, no doubt.<br /> “Home sweet home.” She grins, sliding over just as the driver opens the back door for her. “Come, Callie.”<br /> Half stunned, half disgusted, I follow her out and look up, craning my neck to eye the huge sign on the twenty five story, five star hotel standing in front of me. <br /> Kingston Palace. <br /> Kingston abominable Palace.<br /> As in Katherine Kingston..? <br /> This is one of the most expensive hotel chains in the country, owned by one of the richest and most powerful men on the west coast. Eyeing the building, I notice it's all black glass and gold finishes - the same theme as the Kingston Palace back in Vegas - large floor to ceiling windows and a wide set of shiny black steps leading up to the entrance.<br /> Just then, I look to the side when I spot some hot Hispanic guy wearing a black button down taking my case from the car and carrying it up the front steps. <br /> “Hey, buzz cut.” I call, following after him to take it off his hands. “I can carry my own excrement. Go find someone else to wait on.”<br /> “Buzz cut?” He raises a brow, eyeing me and my form. “Can't say I haven't been called worse.”<br /> I frown at that, because it's way too early for my already spinning head to work through double negatives. “Wait, what?” <br /> He laughs lightly, leaning in to take it back from me. “Listen, girl, I'm just doin' my job, alright? I promise it'll get there before you do.”<br /> “Promises don't mean excrement unless you can back em' up, and I like to get there first.” I tease, shamelessly eyeing his hot body while I take it back again. “Multiple times if you can make it happen.”<br /> He grins, eyeing Katherine when she glares at him from beside me. <br /> “Back to work.” She snaps - literally snaps her fingers in his face, the nasty mongrel. <br /> Good for him, though, he doesn't falter at her harsh tone. It's clear he doesn't fear or respect her - something that pleases me more than it should. Still grinning, he winks at me and turns around to go do as he’s told. <br /> “Don't flirt with the staff, Callie.” She scolds me, gesturing for me to follow her. “It's tacky.”<br /> “What's tacky is you snapping your fingers and throwing orders at the staff like you own the place.” I fire back, smirking when she glares.<br /> We walk through the revolving doors and pass the front desk, a few curious sets of eyes on us as we do. She ignores them as if they don't exist and clicks her red bottoms across the marble floors, headed towards the elevators on the back wall. She goes straight for the middle one - the one with the big knucklehead K symbol embroidered on the doors - and slides a black and gold keycard into the little black box to open it. I remain silent as we ride up, so does she, but I can feel her eyes on me through the mirrored glass, casually checking me for my reaction because it doesn't take a genius to figure out what's happening here.<br /> I give her nothing. <br /> As predicted, the elevator stops at the penthouse and the doors slide open to reveal what I can only describe as money. The black and gold theme continues up here, black marble floors with gold flecks lightly dusted throughout. The huge open plan space is modern and immaculately clean, high ceilings with gold chandeliers and fancy knucklehead art hanging on the walls. There's a living room straight ahead filled with chunky leather furniture and a lit fireplace sitting in the middle of the space, a kitchen slash dining area to the left with a wide hallway that leads I don't know where, another hallway to the right and a staircase in the far corner, meaning there must be a whole other level up there.<br /> “You can go ahead and grab a quick shower if you need.” Katherine tells me, dropping her designer purse on the kitchen island. “I'll order us some room service so you can get some food in you before school. Your bedroom's upstairs, last door on the right. You've got your own bathroom and everything you need should be up there already. If not, there's a phone on your nightstand you can use to call the girls downstairs and they'll bring you whatever.”<br /> I shake my head at her nonchalance because I'm almost positive this woman is out of her terrible mind. Without a word, I head for the curved staircase and walk up, passing a set of wide double doors on my left and a few singles on my right before I find the one she called mine. <br /> Well, screw me. <br /> Forget the bedroom - it's all the same ridiculous, over the top excrement you'd expect in a place like this, but I won't deny the killer view through the floor to ceiling windows across the back wall is pretty fuckin' awesome. Stepping out onto the balcony through the sliding glass doors, a big knucklehead grin pulls at my lips when I lean over and look down at the lit up city of Westbrook below me. <br /> I like heights - the danger, the adrenaline, the fear - it gets my blood pumping.<br /> I roll myself a joint and drop my knucklehead down on the cushioned couch outside, folding my ankles on the glass coffee table and lifting my Beats over my head. Home by Machine Guy Kelly plays in my ears while I watch the sunrise and allow myself a moment to run through my life from start to finish, wondering how the netherworld I ended up here and what I did to deserve the terrible show that is my existence.<br /> Poor little Callie O'Conner. <br /> No one loves you and you're all alone. <br /> Get a freaking grip. <br /> I lock my jaw and push away the pathetic thoughts that have no business filling my head, then I force my knucklehead up and toss my roach in the dirt. Fifteen minutes later, I'm freshly showered, dressed in a pair of tight ripped jeans and an unzipped hoodie with my headphones sitting around my neck. I drag my feet downstairs to find a waiting Katherine sitting at the kitchen island with her phone pressed to her ear. <br /> “Yes, fine, I have to go, I'll call you later.” She smiles at me, fake as excrement, then she hangs up on whoever she was talking to and tosses the phone in her bag. “I didn't know what you liked so I ordered a little of everything.” She tells me, gesturing for me to take the seat opposite hers. <br /> I stay where I stand and she stares, waiting for me to say or do something, so I roll my eyes and grab the coffee pot on the side, pouring myself a to go cup. “I don't eat breakfast.”<br /> “You should.” She argues, tossing a grape in her mouth. “It’s the important meal of the day. That’s the kinda thing mothers teach their daughters, right?”<br /> I roll my eyes at her lame knucklehead attempt at a joke and swallow a much needed hit of caffeine, eyeing her a moment. “Your husband know I'm here?” <br /> “He does.” She nods, licking her lips. “He's taken his sons downstairs for breakfast to break the news to them.”<br /> My coffee stills half way to my mouth. <br /> His sons? <br /> “Three boys.” She explains, trying and failing to hide the snarl on her face. “Damon, Wren and Kai. They're all seniors at Westbrook High so I'm sure you'll see them around, but it's probably best you stay out of their way at school and at home if you want to survive here.”<br /> There's that word again. <br /> Survive. <br /> Tension floods my veins at the clear warning in her tone but I don't let her see that. I remain mute, sipping my coffee and waiting for her to offer more about them, but she doesn't, so I sure as netherworld don't ask.<br /> “Anyway..” She perks up again, sliding me a credit card and a car key across the counter. “These are for you. The limit on the card is fifty thousand dollars and there's a brand new Range Rover downstairs for you. Your stepfather-”<br /> I stop her right there, laughing lightly. “My stepfather? You're joking, right?”<br /> She glares and hits me with her snake eyes, opens her mouth to say something but quickly snaps it shut, deciding against it. “Elijah and I want you to feel comfortable here. This is your home now, but we will not have you embarrassing us or disrespecting our family name. The Kingston's are considered royalty in this city, that means you can pretty much do as you please, but you must be discreet about it. No partying in public, no compromising pictures and absolutely no talking to the press. Are we clear?” <br /> “Crystal.” I lie, because she's out of her terrible mind if she thinks her family name or her reputation here means excrrement to me. “We done here?”<br /> “You haven't eaten anything.” <br /> “I'm not hungry.” I shrug, lifting my coffee over my shoulder. “Imma take this to go.”<br /> “Sit down, Callie.” She snaps, and I freeze mid step at her tone, working my jaw because she really shouldn't push me. “I want to see you eat something before you leave.”<br /> I lick my lips and turn back to face her, struggling to make sense of this entire screwed up situation that seems to be my new reality and not some twisted dream world caused by smoking too much of the green stuff. <br /> I'm not sure why she cares if I eat or not considering I've only known this woman for a little under six hours. The obvious and only answer is she simply doesn't care, so why..?<br /> Something's not right here.<br /> My mind drifts back to what she said to me in the limo about Jason wanting to do the right thing by me after years of cruel torment, and I'm sorry, but I'm not freaking buying it. <br /> “Why am I here, Katherine?”<br /> She stands and steps closer, speaking through her teeth. “You're here because you're my daughter and I'm deciding to give you a better life, so I suggest you drop the bitchy little act and show me some terrible gratitude.”<br /> I laugh lightly, lifting my chin to level with her due to the extra inches she has on me in those heels. “Let’s get one thing straight here.” I start, smirking when her eyes narrow further. “You might be my legal guardian because it's the law, but you are not my mother and I am not your daughter. I don't want your husband's money or his crappy car, I don't want your fake concern, and I sure as excrement won't be following anyone’s rules but my own. So I suggest you back the knucklehead outta my face or toss my knucklehead in the system. Your choice.”<br /> She snarls for real now and I can tell she wants to slap me for that, but she won't, not if she knows what's good for her.<br /> “Just take the car, Callie.”<br /> “I told you I don’t wan’t it.”<br /> “Fine.” She sighs heavily, ending our little stare off to go grab her phone. “If you insist on being difficult I’ll have one of our drivers give you a ride to school until you come to your senses. The principal’s expecting you for a meeting in her office this morning so you’ll need to go straight there. It's on the west side of the building. 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No | 2024-05-18 19:24 | active | 809 | 0 | 782146390673606 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | I left only to find out I was pregnant with Ink's child a month later. 18 with no home, no family and totally out of options.<br /> Five years later, I came back to be a stripper at Ink's club. I would never forget his eyes which was the same as my daughter...<br /> I closed in on my car. Shoving the key in the door. Twisting it as fast as I could. I yanked the door.<br /> "Why do you have a booster seat in your car? It is for a baby, isn't it?" He said suddenly. <br /> Panic raced through me but I didn't make eye contact. I felt the blood drain from my face.<br /> "I...I..."<br /> ————————<br /> INK POV<br /> The curtain lifted as the dancer walked around the pole to the beat. A black sheer halterneck covered her chest with a small hood barely containing the raven black hair she had her firm hip barely contained by the strappy ripped shortys. Warm but naturally tanned skin covered her whole body with glitter making her shimmer under the spotlight.<br /> I instantly got hard. Straining against my jeans zipper.<br /> Sage quickly rushed behind the bar, her heels clicking against the flooring like a galloping horse.<br /> "Ink" she said anxiously but I couldn't take my eyes off the dancer.<br /> As the song got stronger the dancer climbed the pole with easy. Simple attractive with all eyes in the club on her.<br /> "Ink!" Sage repeated.<br /> As the dancer turned to face my way she made direct eye contact.<br /> Those ice blue eyes I'd remember anywhere.<br /> A moment of panic flashed in her eyes before smirk crossed her lips. I felt like a cold hand slapped me across the face.<br /> "Angel" I whispered as she turned doing another spin before body rolling against the pole. Grinding against the pole teasing the front row.<br /> She's back.<br /> She looked the same but totally different. 5 years had changed her.<br /> Her body had gained more curvy in all the right places but she was fit.<br /> Her toned flat tummy had a small piercing which caught the light. Her hips wide enough to want to grip onto as I imagined drived into her right on the stage. Her legs seeming to go on for days as she strut around in the 8 inch pleasers.<br /> I groaned as my manhood strained again my pants.<br /> "Ink, it's.." Sage leaned in, she was clearly trying to warn me but it was far to late for that.<br /> "I know."<br /> "Dont screw it up." She replied looking at me with knowing eyes. Looking back up to Angel on stage as she glided around the pole like she owned it.<br /> "I let her go once. It won't happen again." I replied to Sage not letting my eyes leave Angels sinful form.<br /> Talk about Destiny. That's what was right in front of me.<br /> <br /> Angel POV<br /> 5 year.<br /> 5 years I promised I'd never come back.<br /> But given my mother had drunk herself to death I had no choice but to return.<br /> Not that she was much of a mother but given I was the only one left, well not quite.<br /> "Mummy! I'm hungry" Lila whined yawning from her car seat. She pushed her crazy curls from her face that had flopped in her eyes while she slept on the drive over. We'd been on the road for 3 days. We had stopped at motels along the way to rest and stretch out but I had serious thoughts of just turning the car around and driving home.<br /> Home. Rosetown wasn't home. It didn't feel like home, even with Lila and I in the dump of an apartment that was in dire need of a update we made it our own. I tried to make it feel like a home but you can't polish a turd.<br /> If I could move anywhere I'd move back to Ashford but that idea scared it out if me more then our terrible neighborhood we were in.<br /> But with mothers house and the little equity it did have, i could sell it for a bit and use my saving to finally buy a little house for us. I could move back and that's what I was planning. <br /> So after giving my noticed to my creep of a landlord Anthony and my work at the nearby diner and the strip club I worked at on weekends. We packed up the tiny amount of things we had into my little Corolla 3 days ago and left for Ashford. Kelly, the only person I had kept in touch with and my closest friend was letting us crash at hers with her brother for the time being while we go on our feet.<br /> She was so excited we were finally close by again that it didn't involve flying to Rosetown every Christmas or birthday. She knew I didn't have the heart or guts to show my face in Ashford again but now I knew it was now or never.<br /> It wasn't just to give us a home but there was one person in Ashford that deserved to have Lila in there life even if the idea scared absolutely me.<br /> "Okay baby we'll get you some food, sweetheart" I called over the backseat to see Lila picking a new movie to watch on her iPad Kelly had bought her for Christmas last year.<br /> I grabbed her a Happy Meal before we rolled up to Kelly's place. She had been the only one I had kept in contact with all these years. She was the only one from Ashford that knew about Lila.<br /> I don't think that secret would be kept for long sadly. I think Ink would soon find out because the Club ran this town. If I could've stayed away forever I would have as selfish as that sounds. But that only meant less pain for me and no answers for Lila in the long run.<br /> He made it clear I wasn't welcome. So I did what he wanted and left only to find out I was pregnant with his child a month later. 18 with no home, no family and totally out of options.<br /> Ink was drama plain a simple, or at least he was. He broke my heart into a million pieces I didn't need him to do it to Lila as well. She didn't need to have her heartbroken.<br /> I knew it would hit the fan as soon as he found out but I couldn't delay it forever.<br /> At almost 4 and a half Lila was becoming aware that all of her friends had daddy's except her and I knew the conversation would come up soon about where her daddy was.<br /> Dredding wasn't a strong enough work to describe how nervous I felt about telling Ink.<br /> Kelly's front door flew open and I could hear her screams of excitment as i hopped out as the crapola groaned to a hold. Almost as if it was warning me that it was it's final journey.<br /> <br /> "Oh so you are staying? What about Ink?" I sighed.<br /> She knew as well as I did it was about time I told him and it would be better if I told him before someone else did. God knows she may look like me but she had his emerald eyes.<br /> It didn't take a genius to figure out he was her dad.<br /> Evergone and there mother knew Ink and I were as thick as thieves as teens. Suddenly showing up 5 years later with a 4 year old screamed gossip central.<br /> "I'm gonna have to talk to him, but I need a job. I can't sleep on your couch forever. If he doesn't wanna be involved I'll leave him be. We don't need the trouble. I don't blame him if he doesn't wanna be apart of her life."<br /> "You never know, Angel. Mike's said the club's done some good things in thae last few years. Maybe hes changed."<br /> "I doubt it Kel." I said blowing on the hot coffee she had just passed along the counter.<br /> "You never know, Ink was never a bad guy." she said kindly and she wadnt wrong. What Ink did was so out of character but his words cut so deeply.<br /> "He didn't want me once. He made that clear"<br /> "That was 5 ye-" but before she could finish I cut her off<br /> "Does Sage still have Try Out Tuesdays?" I ask quickly<br /> "You wanna be a stripper?"<br /> "I already am one Kels, it's good money. Plus try outs are a good place to start 1k if i win, plus tips and a job. Sounds like easy money to me" I shrug taking a long sip.<br /> Kelly raised an eyebrow before looking me up and down "yea if i had your bod i would too girl but you know Sage's is a club joint"<br /> "So?" Yea the MC owned Sage's but that wasn't going to stop me. I was bound to run into them. Might as well get it over with.<br /> "Your funeral" she sings walking to the pantry to pull out some biscuits.<br /> "Itll be alright, Kels" I said with a smile. She was comcerned about people getting handsy but if anyone touched me they'd know quickly not to do it again. I wasn't some doormat or snowflake any longer.<br /> "Could you watch Lila tonight so I can go try out? Just need to go for a run and get ready"<br /> "Omg really?" She squealed excitedly. I wasn't sure why Kelly was a nurse she was more suited to working eith kids. She was obsessed and so clucky.<br /> Smiling I quickly ran her down on Lilas updated list of fave movies and bedtime routine.<br /> "Yes. I love Moana!" She squealed pulling a microwave packet of Popcorn from the pantry.<br /> <br /> A few hours later I had showered tucked Lila in and hopped into the car and pulled up to Sage's.<br /> My back seat full of boxes and bags begging to be unloaded in the morning.<br /> Parking in the back corner of the car park a line of bikes ran the length of the club. And I could see Sage standing outside taking a drag of her smoking by the back door. Grabbing my bag I pulled my coat tighter as I closed the gap between us.<br /> "Those will kill you one day" I teased quietly strolling up to her through the now dark car park.<br /> "Yea ye- Angel?" Sage gasped dropping the smoking on the ground.<br /> "Oh my god, your-....But you-.....Are you....Oh my god" she babbled. Pushing her hair out of her face. I tried to give her a gentle smile.<br /> Sage was undeniably gorgeous. Naturally icey blonde with deep blue eyes like the ocean after a storm. With the attitude to match resting bimbo face was no match for Sage. She was a wonder. She was dressed in tight blue ripped skinny jeans and killer black heels with a diamonte bra covered with a sheer black blouse.<br /> "You still do try outs Tuesday?" I said quietly reading her confused face.<br /> "Yea, yea of course. Do you wanna?" She seemed to pale slightly.<br /> "You bet" I smiled<br /> "Okay come on. I'll show you the dressing room" Sage grasped my hand like she thought I was going to disappear any second. I knew it would be a shock I had returned I hadn't even said goodbye to anyone the night I left town.<br /> I just disappeared. Packed my stuff even stole my mum's car. Not that she even noticed because she never reported it stolen.<br /> As we walked up the back steps into the dressing rooms a few heads turned to look. A few I remembered as club hang arounds. One I knew very well then stepped up to me.<br /> "Angel?" She hissed anger flashed in her eyes.<br /> She had gotten implants that was for sure. The fake things stuck out like traffic cones under her orange bikini and terrible fake tan.<br /> "Cherry" I replied coldly. She was a bimbo then in high school . She would be a bimbo now. She hated me then. She clearly hated me now.<br /> The fun begins<br /> "What the fu-" Cherry started flipping her bottle blonde fried hair over her shoulder.<br /> "One more word and you're fired" Sage snapped cutting her off. Shock covered Cherrys face as I smirked.<br /> "Bu-" Cherrys mouth dropped open.<br /> "What? What was that? Shut up and sit down before I give her your job" Sage snapped Cherry plopped into her seat with a huff continuing on her makeup.<br /> The other staring girl quickly followed in suit. Not daring to question Sage.<br /> "Okay so here is your spot. I'll give you your hours after your performance" Sage said showing me to a little makeup desk and mirror in the corner beside the inner stairs.<br /> "But I haven't even-" I started<br /> "Dont argue. You've got the job. I know you'll be great with that bod. Pwoah. You are fine" Sage said with a wink "I'll be at the bar. You're up in 30 so better get a wriggle on. Whats your stage name?"<br /> "Destiny" I smiled.<br /> 30 mins later I'd probably broken a world record for fastest makeup up application. False lashes, a Smokey eyes and covered in body glitter finished with a long hip length raven black wig that was on so tight I'd probably get a headache.<br /> I was hoping it hide my face long enough i wouldnt get immediatly recgonised. But i doubted it.<br /> God knows I'd probably get recognised in 30 seconds just like Sage did.<br /> I had slipped on my outfit, a sheer holter neck hooded crop top with lace papillae pasties underneath and strappy cheeky matching bottom and 8 inch pleasers before heading to the inner stairs.<br /> Quickly looking back across the room to see 2 other woman standing right next to Cherry whispering and glaring.<br /> I blew a buss in her direction before continuing down the stares hearing her yell "bimbo!"<br /> Well she wasn't wrong.<br /> I wasn't the same girl I was 5 years ago. And shed learn the hard way if she thought otherwise<br /> It would be her mistake if she stepped up to me.<br /> I wasn't interested in bimbo fights but I sure it would take her bad mouthing if she started up.<br /> 3 years of self defense and boxing had kept me fit as well as safe from anyone. Living as a single mum in an area with no self defense skills was a recipe for diaster so I also bought a taser and mace.<br /> And it wasn't my first rodeo being a stripper. Guys getting to handsy before the bouncer got around to kicking there asses out. But I made sure they knew to keep hands off. 3 broken noses, 4 broken fingers and 2 ruptured testicles later guys new not to touch the merchandise.<br /> I wouldn't take it from anyone now. Men or women. I wasn't a victim of anyone's.<br /> As I neared the DJ booth recognition flashed on his eyes before he took my song request.<br /> As my song started. A wave of anxiety flooded me. But with a deep breath I focus on my routine. I knew it well. It was my fave and my most popular.<br /> As I walked around the pole faces all around looked up seeing a seemingly new face.<br /> Body rolling and a few spins to the slow building beat. A few simple tricks later money was flying up at the stage. A few hoots and hollers encouraged my dancing as it went into the chorus again stripping off my hoodie now only in the pasties and thong. As I spun around to face the bar my eyes landed on him.<br /> I'd remember those eyes anywhere. Till the day I died.<br /> My daughter's eyes.<br /> Ink.<br /> He looked pissed but I wouldn't let him win. Continuing my routine as it neared the end his eyes were felt burning into me. Heat built from my core. He was even hotter then 5 years ago. His hair was longer tied into a man bun uptop his head and he had grown in a beard. But not a ratty kind. Manly and well taken care of.<br /> He wore his cut over the top of a hoody but i could see his tattoos on his hands and neck.<br /> He was hot.<br /> I felt my papillae harden as I held his gaze as I grinded against the pole finished up the routine.<br /> Cheers filled the club as more money flew up into the stage. I picked it all up and my clothes as gracefully as I could before making my way off the stage towards the stairs letting the next girl start her routine.<br /> Before I reached the stairs at the back of the room large hairy arm wrapped around my waist. Yanking me towards 2 men standing alone.<br /> "Hey Doll, you must be new here" one slurred tightening his arm around my waist like a boa constrictor.<br /> "Give us a private dance would ya?" The one who touched my waist said and then trying to slide his hand over my hip to grab as handful of my cheek.<br /> "Hands off." I said coldly as they stiffened ones grip on my shoulder got firmer.<br /> "Aww dont be that way doll" the second drawled lowing his hand to rub the top of my hip.<br /> "I said..." I began quickly twisted the first ones hand off my shoulder hearing him curse in pain as I twisted out of his grip and threw my wrist into his nose. As he toppled away the second tried grabbing my wrist only to have my knee connect with his nose as I grabbed a handful of his salt and pepper hair it let out sickening crack as he fell to the ground screaming in pain.<br /> "Don't touch" I snapped as they both rolled onto the floor swearing in pain.<br /> "You bimbo!" One cursed turned to reach out to me again. But before he could touch me again the toe of my pleasers pressed on his crotch.<br /> "Sorry what?"<br /> "Nothing" he spat out glaring at me with his bloodshot eyes.<br /> "Now Barry what did i tell you about touching my girls" Sage said appearing beside me her touch on the small of my back gliding me out of the space. Sage spoke to two prospects who had suddenly appeared also telling them to throw them out.<br /> "You ain't welcome here ever again" she yelled guiding me upstairs, i knew better to look back and connect eith Inks eyes I had no doubt were boring into the back of my skull.<br /> "Remind me not to bang with you" one of the prospects mumbled looking impressed at the 2 groaning bleeding men.<br /> "Well looks like your hired love. Got you on 3 days a week from 9 till 2. You'll get $500 a night without tips ontop and you will be popular by the looks of it." Sage handed me a small piece of paper telling me what days I was on. She also passed me a wad of hundred from her back pocket with a smile, before taking her cut from the tips she smiled "looks like you won try outs by a mile, go home love I'll see you Thursday." Sage finished with a wink.<br /> As she reached the balestrate she turned to look at me a final time "Oh Angel?"<br /> "Mmm?" I looked at her shoving the money in my duffle bag.<br /> "Ink saw you" she said softly with gentle eyes.<br /> I sighed unclipping the wig and sliding it off "I know."<br /> "He's gonna wanna talk"<br /> I looked back at her and nodded before she replied the same and headed back down the stairs<br /> "Hey!" Cherry snapped appearing at my side.<br /> "Yes?" I said back bored.<br /> "Stay away from Ink, He's mine" she spat.<br /> "Good. I don't want him" I lied<br /> "I saw you eyefucking him down stairs." She snarled.<br /> "Threatened are we?" I said with a smirk.<br /> "What? No!" Cherry shrieked looking at her minions in outrage.<br /> "You sure?" I asked with fake concern.<br /> "Why don't you get off back to the hole you crawled out of Angel. No-one wants you here" Cherry hissed closing the space between us.<br /> As i stepped up to her with my heels on I was almost a foot taller then her.<br /> "Or What Cherry?"<br /> "You'll regret it! I mean it. Stay away from Ink. Hes. Mine" She snapped. She was about as threatening as a goldfish.<br /> "Don't worry, Cherry. You can have him." I bit back.<br /> Cherry quickly turned with her bottle blonde whipping across my face as she walked away. As if she'd won the battle trapsing off with pride.<br /> bimbo. I thought to myself. Some things never change. I wish her 8 inches would snap and shed break an ankle or something.<br /> All I knew was when Cherry finds out about Lila I was screwed. And if she told Ink before me I would be totally screwed. And not in a good way.<br /> God knows I needed it but if I didn't tell him before he found out through someone else it would be really bad.<br /> I quickly changed back into my normal clothes before hurrying down the back steps heading towards my car.<br /> Only when I got down the step I crashed straight into a wall I hadn't realised was there before.<br /> A wall that smelt amazing. His cologne hit my nose in a wave. I almost moaned at the familiar smell before snapping out of it.<br /> I muttered bouncing back. Looking up my eyes met with those Emerald Green eyes that lit a fire in me I could never control.<br /> "Better watch were you going, Darlin" he said with the voice I remember.<br /> His voice was killing.<br /> Sweet baby Jesus.<br /> "Or what?" I snapped stepping around him.<br /> "Woah, someone's fiesty" he scoffed following behind me.<br /> "Leave me alone, Ink" I couldn't tell him hear and my body screamed run. As fast as i could. Away. Right now.<br /> "Playing hard to get Darlin'?" he drawled I could hear the smile on his lips.<br /> "I'm not playing anything with you, Ink." I snapped closing in on my car. Shoving the key in the door. Twisting it as fast as I could.<br /> "Aww dont be that way" Ink whined smoothly as I yanked on the door.<br /> "Leave me alone, Ink." I fired back<br /> "Why do you have a booster seat in your car? It is for a baby, isn't it?" He said suddenly. Panic raced through me but I didn't make eye contact. 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