Angel....
Present....
“Honey I am home” I walk in with a handful of grocery bags. After finding out I was 10 thousand dollars richer I decided to do some shopping. Since Hope was the only one who was working we really couldn’t afford much. She does her best but between school and everything else there isn’t much you can buy. That’s one of the reason why I drop out of school it was too expensive for me. I didn’t have the money and I didn’t have the brains for it. “Woow did we win the lottery?” she smiles as she helps me with the bags. “Something like that” we walk into the kitchen to put ever thing away. “Oh wow this is brand Oreo!” she says all excited. I got them just for her. She loves her Oreo. That was all she used to eat when we were in school. Since we never had enough money we always bought the cheap brand. You know the one that changes the name of the product like instead of Oreo we bought Moreos. “Yea” I smile.
“Wait,” she stops what she is doing and turns towards me “did you rob a bank or something?” she ask all serious. The fact that she really thinks I can do something like that makes me laugh. I know I’ve done some crazy shit in my life but not that crazy right? I mean there was that one time I stole my mother’s boyfriend’s car but who hasn’t done that? I laugh as I take a seat “No sit down”. She frowns and takes a handful of Oreo before taking the seat in front of me “What did you do?”
“Nothing, thanks to my father we are 10 thousand dollars richer!” I squeak. Her jaw drops and with that so does the Oreo she was chewing on “What?” I hop out of my seat and embrace her in a big hug “We’re fucking rich bitch!” Well I know we aren’t rich but we are richer than what we were this morning. I included her because there is no one else I would want to share this with than her. “How?” she asks still shocked. I pull back “Umm about that,” I take my seat again “my father left me 10 thousand dollars, a house, and a strip club”. I still don’t know how to feel about the whole my father is dead thing just yet. I am focusing on the other things before dealing with my father’s death.
I don’t know how it’s even possible but her jaw drops even more. “A house? A strip club? What?”. That was my same reaction when I found out. “What are you going to do with a strip club?” she asks, which is a good as question. I’ve never ran a business before but how hard can it be right? On my way back to the house I came up with a plan. “I was thinking I can go in like undercover boss and look around you know like that show” I say. I love that show and it seems like a great idea. That way I can see how the club works and what needs to be fix. “Only you would think of something so crazy like that” she laughs. Well it sounds like a good idea to me. “I know,” I beam “but I don’t want to talk about it no more I think we should celebrate” I pull out the two wine bottles I bought. I want to celebrate because our luck has just change for the good.
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“You’ve got to be kidding me” Hope says as she takes in my outfit. Yesterday before coming home I stopped by the lingerie store to buy some sexy new things. Tonight I am wearing a black lace pantie and bra with a little red bow on the back. I top it off with a red silk robe. My hair is out and my makeup is a little heavy. Oh and let’s not forget about my high knee black leather boots. “I think I look fucking hot” I say as I retouch my red lipstick. Maybe I am over doing it with the makeup but I might as well go all out. “You do but you can’t go out like that” she says like a worried mother. Well I guess that’s how a worried mother would sound like I have no idea. “Don’t worry mom,” I reach for my black coat that covers everything up “all cover”. Plus I have a dress in my bag to change later on. I am just wearing this to play the part.
I reach for my keys and purse. I’ve already talked to the securities that are working tonight to let them know I will be coming in. “Okay babe time to go to work”. I feel nervous and scare all together. “Okay be careful please call me when you get there, call me every hour to make sure you're ok, and don't go anywhere by yourself” she rants. I roll my eyes out of amusement “Yes Mama” I give her a kiss in the cheek and walk out the door before she comes up with more rules.
Luckily for me the clubs door were open or else I would of have to used my keys and that would of blown my cover up. The first thing I notice when I walked in was the stage. It is shaped like a capital T in the middle. There is a pole in the very edge and on top of the pole there are lights. Around the club there are different table’s sizes. Some of them even have a small platform. The floors are made of black marble and the lights are dim. On the right side of the club there is a bar and on the left side there are about 3 pool tables.It feels strange to be walking around in only my bra and pantie in plan day time. “Sorry we don’t open until 6” someone say from behind me. I turn around and come face to face with a 300 pound bear. He is about 6’2, built like the rock and no I am not talking about the wrestler I am talking about the one in the fantastic four. He is wearing a black shirt that looks like it can pop at any minute. His arms are full with tattoos. I tilt my head back to get a better view of him. “Um I am Angel”. He stares at me from head to toe and nods his head as if he approves of what he sees “Not bad the new boss is going to like you”.
I have to fight back my laughter if only he knew I am the new boss. “And when can we expect the boss?” I ask as I continue to look around. At least everything is clean and the bar looks like they just restock the bottles. “Well I really don’t know I got a call today letting me know to be here early because the new owner would be coming in” he states. I called Mike today and ask him to set up a meeting with the person in charge I’m guessing he is. “I am sorry I didn’t get your name” I turn to face him again.
“I’m Chase but everyone around here calls me Thing” he extend his hand. I place my hand inside his. His hand eats my hand and some of my arm “Nice to meet you Chase”. His eyes scan my body and an evil smirk appears. I think he is checking me out so I repay him with the same. Chase isn’t bad looking once you get over his huge frame. He has dark brown hair which match perfect with his brown eyes. He has a scar on his right eyebrow. He probably got it from a bar fight. His has a perfect jawline square and firm. “Like what you see?” he smiles exposing his dimple. Oh yeah that smile is a pantie dropper alright. If I would of met him at another time than I would definite said hell yes! But now it’s different.
“Sorry I don’t mix pleasure with business” I pull my hand out of his hold. “But you still haven’t gotten the job” he says matter of fact. Oh what a charmer he is. “In that case let me re-introduce myself,” it’s my turn to smirk “Hi, my name is Angel and I am the new owner”. His face loses all color as he stares at me in disbelief. “Shit” he runs his hand through his dark hair. I laugh “I know I’m not what you were expecting”
“I am so sorry I had no idea” he apologizes. I have to fight my smile back. I find it amusing that this big bad man is apologizing too little old me. Makes me feel all powerful and shit but I feel bad for fooling him. “Aw it’s alright,” I back slap him on his chest and my hand bounced back towards me “I know how hard it is to resist me” I joke trying to get this awkward moment out the way which seems to work because his body relaxes. He chuckles and leans in to the bar “I am going to call everyone in so they can meet you” he reach for the phone but I stop him. “No I don’t want anyone to know who I am. I want to see how everything runs first”.
“Oh I see smart girl” he points at me. “Thanks now can you show me my office”. I am dying to see what my father desk looks like. He nods and walks me to the back of the club “This is your office”. He opens the door for me to walk in “Thank you”. The office smells like cigarette and booze. There are tons of papers spilled all over the table. On the right corner of the table there is a computer which looks older than my mother. I don’t even think it works. “Sorry for the mess James was a pig but he was a great guy” he says. Well we have one thing in common we are both messy pigs. My mom used to yell at me all the time because of the mess I made. The only time I clean is when there is something bothering me.
Apparently everyone who knew James thought he was a great guy maybe if I would have gotten the chance to meet him I would have thought he was a good guy but we’ll never now will we. I feel a knot starting to form in my throat. I turn around to face him “So I heard”. I don’t know if it’s just me or all this talking about my father but I am starting to feel hot. I start to unbutton my coat and let it fall off me into the chair. “Holly fucking shit” I hear Chase take in a deep breath from the door. I lift my head to look at him “Is everything alright?”. I watch his Adams apple slide down as he swallows “Umm yeah I need to go check out the breast I mean the bar,” he corrects himself “if you need me don’t be afraid to breast, fuck I mean call me” he spins around almost hitting himself with the wall.
I wait for him to be out the room to laugh. I caught him of guard with my work uniform which is funny because I am wearing more cloths than the girls that work here. I take a seat in the big leather chair and it swallows me whole. I’ve always consider myself tall but lately everything around me is making me feel small. I look through my father’s desk. He left a mess alright. As I start to stack the papers in a pile I find a picture of a couple. They both look like they were in their early 20’s. I stare at the girl she has short brown hair, big brown eyes that are full of happiness, and a big smile that covers her whole face. She is wearing this classy white dress that fit her perfectly.
Oh god I know who she is. That’s my mom. This is the first time I actually see my mom smiling like this. I’ve never seen her happy. I feel my chest tighten up as I stare at her. She was so beautiful and full of life. I trace her smile with my finger trying to capture the moment. My eyes slide to the right and stare at the man next to her. It’s getting harder for me to swallow. The eyes that are staring back at me are exactly like mines! Icy blue but his are a little darker than mines. I have his eyes, hair, and smile. My mother was right. “Hey,” Chase walks in catching me of guard “are you alright?” he asks.
I run my thumb under my eyes to get rid of any unwanted tears “Yea what’s up?”. I turn the picture upside down. I don’t want anyone to know who I am just yet. “I was just going to tell you that any minute now the workers are going to be coming in and I still don’t know what to tell them about you”. That’s right I haven’t told him about my plan. “Take a seat” I smile up at him. He takes the seat in front of the desk. Poor chair if it could yell save me it would be yelling right now. “I want them to think that I am a new hire that way I can really see how the club runs”. He nods his head “Sounds like a good idea,” He leans on the chair to stand and I swear the chair cracks. I need to buy new chairs especially one special made for him. “I think you should dance on the pole you know to really sell the idea you work her maybe take off your cloths just a suggestion I’ll be more than happy to help you out” he place his hands on my table and leans in.
He smells so good like a mixture of man and spice. I feel butterflies starting up in my stomach as my panties start to get wet. Oh no this isn’t a good idea. “Did you forget who I am?” I ask. I need to put a stop to this before it gets messy. I know a bad idea when I think of one. “How could I?” he stares at my breast. I wrap my robe around me to stop him from staring. “I am sorry what were we talking about?” he asks. Men! They can’t think straight when there are boobs in site. “Get your ass to work” I laugh. “Yes master” he salutes as he walks away. Oh this is going to be a hell of a night.