SANELE

Michelle haven’t been sleeping very well lately I don’t even know why is she so obsessed about destroying Luxolo. Luxolo did nothing wrong to her to tell you the truth, and Michelle is really thirsty for her blood. She doesn’t even want to listen to me when I tell her that Luxolo is a nobody, and unfortunately for her I will not give her the information she wants. She gets inside the room kicking off her shoes.

“There’s nothing on her. Fucking no information about her. Who on earth doesn’t have a background history or something of some sort?” She takes off her dress, you can tell that she’s pissed off. “Wait,” she stops tying her hair and looks at me. “You know her right?” I nod. “What was she to you?”

“Someone I grew up with,” shrugging. She sits down next to me.

Her: “What can you tell me about her?”

Me: “She is the only child, and the last time I checked both her parents past away they died in a tragic fire that was like 7 years ago, and she moved away too, until I saw her at the mall that day.”

Her: “That’s it? No boyfriend, her previous school name? Friends?”

Me: “I don’t know if she is dating or what, and we attended different schools I don’t really know much about her, and she had only one friend her name was Bella” she looks at me straight in the eyes searching if I’m lying to her or what, too bad for her I’m one person who can hold a stare contest without even blinking. “You think I’m lying to you?” My face changes instantly.

Her: “No. Not at all babe,” she swallows at absolutely nothing she knows how aggressive I get once provoked. “And this friend of hers Bella. Where is she?”

Me: “But your look is stating otherwise, and I don’t know where Bella is,” arching my brow at her.

Her: “Oh, you’re imagining things,” she fakes a smile. “Let me go, and start cooking, or are we ordering in?” She is already on her feet.

Me: “Anything is fine by me. Why are you so keen in finding information about Lux? I mean, she did nothing to you not unless I missed something,” she huffs.

Her: “I just didn’t like the way she spoke to me that’s it. No one talks to me like I’m just some random girl. I’m Kruglov’s daughter the most respected man around here, people must be taught respect, and learn to address me with respect,” I chuckle in disbelief.

Me: “So, you trying to tell me that everyone who talks to you in an uncivilized manner you will deal with him/her? And again, how will people know that you are the daughter of Kruglov?” She looks me, and shakes her head.

Her: “Not everyone, but those that I don’t like,” shrugging.

Me: “I take it that you don’t like Luxolo; but why don’t you like her?”

Her: “I didn’t like the way she was looking at you. She was looking at you like you were a prey or something, and her tone was very unwelcoming,” I laugh.

Me: “Too much bullshit in what you just said. Just let it go because you have nothing against Luxolo, we should be more worried about Adelaide she is too quiet for my liking,” she sneers.

Her: “I’m sure she’s busy sucking some dick, and not giving a fuck about a lot of bullshit. I don’t really care much about her,” I shake my head.

Me: “I don’t think you’ve heard, she is also gunning for Sol’s club. The very same club we want,” that grabs her attention.

Her: “What? I thought she said she isn’t interested in the club the last time we spoke. So, her plan is to buy the club behind our backs? Now, where the hell is loyalty in that? I thought we were one, but it looks like I was wrong, damn it! What are we going to do now? We can’t confront her upfront because she will most definitely kill us.”

She is right about that killing part, Adelaide runs a brothel around here, and she’s into drug business too, her workers are too loyal to her, and she recruits the young girls to sell drugs for her that way no one will suspect that these young innocent girls sell drugs, and she has police on her payroll. In fact ever cartel around here have police on their payrolls. She is the only female Mafia I know in this day & age. She was trained in the early ages to kill without flinching or showing emotions, after all, her father was also a Mafia he was part of the “Bravitas cartel” but was later killed by the Italian “Sillican Mafias” a lot of blood was shed and innocent people died only because one Bravita crossed the line, and killed a Sillican Mafia in cold blood, the war was too intense and both gangs lost some members. Adelaide’s father was killed the very same day the Bravita’s & Sillican’s made truce, each member had to sacrifice one of their own, and unfortunately in that case Adelaide’s father was the sacrifice.

Me: “We will have to think of a different approach regarding this issue, keep her closer plus you are best of friends lately, find out how she is planning to take the club, and we will take it from there. It’s a good thing that Sol doesn’t have anyone by his side,” Sol is everyone’s enemy, yet he is powerful & feared around here no one dares him, double cross him, and live to tell a tale after. He deals with you immediately the news break out. He is an obstacle indeed, but not for long though because the plan is to take him out the least he expect it.

Her: “I will see what I will do. Let me go & refresh real quick, and who knows maybe we might go, and eat out I’m craving for Lenny’s Special,” she winks at me and disappears to the bathroom. My phone rings, and it’s Cindy another one person that I need to deal with before she reels trouble for me.

“Yini?”

“That’s no way to answer your phone Sanele after weeks of not communicating,” she half shouts.

Me: “So?”

Her: “Where the hell are you? I’ve been trying to get hold of you the past weeks Sanele. I miss you, I miss us.”

Me: “I don’t. I don’t miss you, and consider yourself blocked from now going forward, I’ve find some fresh pussy. Try sucking your man’s dick or something, oh wait. Or you can always fix your marriage. Don’t ever try contacting me anymore, I have some pussy to entertain,” I hang up, and immediately block her. In with the new, out with the old, oh well… Life.

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TSAKANI

I stretch my neck, and it snaps, bad sleep. The couch is never comfortable to tell you the truth, but exhaustion took over and I fell asleep, I look at the time, and it’s just after 20:00pm, sighs. I get up from the couch, and walk straight to the bathroom, and take a cold shower. My phone rings immediately as I step out of the shower, and it’s Malik.

“Lik,” I put the phone on loud speaker.

“Makube ismasho saka Sol mavakga,” (let’s go to Sol’s later on) I don’t even know when last did I go there, that place no longer hypes me, I was now, still am a frequent at Vixen brothel, but I don’t buy pussy girls there are dirty I only go there for the alcohol, and the pool. Oh, and how can I forget sucking the owners boobies just for the fun of it. “TK, u game?” I snap out of it.

Me: “Sure. Tyd?” (Time)

Him: “Boma Level soe,” (around eleven)

Me: “Ngiphakathi skhokho,” (I’m in)

Him: “Yizo. Izoba phambili,” (I will see you there) he hangs up. Well, I’m going out.

Kedibone still haven’t told me what happened, yes she is back home, but Mpumi Sabelo’s girlfriend offered to watch over her, she thinks that Kedibone being close to another female will ease her, and she might eventually talk. Sihle? Let’s just say she’s fighting for her life far away from home no one in her family knows where she is, and they better not report her as a missing person I did convey the message, and trust me they won’t even get close to the police van unless otherwise. My mother is also better now, that should count for something.

Few hours later we pull up at Sol’s club, we decided to come with Malik’s Viano we left our cars at his house.

“So, are we taking some ass with when the club closes?” Sbuda asks us, psst psstying some cologne.

“I’m game for some new, but not new new ass, besides it’s been long since we last had some pussy from here. I don’t know about you gents, but I’m tired of the pussy from Vixen, those girls were starting to smell like rotten eggs,” they burst out into laughter, and I don’t join them shit is disgusting that’s why I never entertained them. But then again; how do you expect girls who sleep with more 6 men in one night not to smell? Geez, these fuckers are brave.

Me: “You always have something fucked up to say Spikiri, I think you’ve lost some screw,” they all laugh. “And no. I’m not going to take some pussy home if I want pussy I can always call one of my sex buddies, and they will offer me pussy.”

Tim: “Better you than us man, and Spikiri stop talking shit about those girls because you are always the first to get into their dirty underwear

” we laugh again. 

Him: “But I’m telling the truth man, even those feminine wash can’t erase their smell, damn. Well, they do give some mean head.” Nc nc, these boys.

Me: “Let’s get them,” we all step out of the car.

Malik: “Is it me, or vele kutheleka so la? (Is it always this packed)

Spikiri: “Mzukwana bekangabi mnyama soe, ungatholukuthi kutholeke I stocko esisha,” (back then it was never this packed, I’m sure there’s some new girls)

MaThousand: “Masigcwale indawo, feder basikhohliwe sisapompa ngomoya,” (let’s fill up the palace they’ve even forgotten that we are still breathing)

We pass the long queue, and walk straight to the door. The bouncers don’t give us a hard time, they let us in and damn it’s packed up in here Sol must’ve really brought some new stuff. I look at the time on my wrist, and it’s 23:00pm the strippers are on break hence the men are filled up on the dancefloor with some random bitches. The VVIP area have few people occupying it, seeing us standing before them they scurry up taking their alcohol with in few seconds the area is clear, I laugh, and we settle in waiting to be served free booze. I’m sure Sol knows by now that we are within the premises.

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LUXOLO

Mapule’s mother burial went very well, she was indeed buried in a dignified manner. Mapule was very happy to see us coming to support her in this time of need, well we are her colleagues after all we had to support her. Sol came too, as the boss of course who deeply cares about his workers, hahaha right. And after that little incident in his office he has stepped back in my life, and I’m not happy about it he is planning something massive for me, fuck let me not think about his sick plans for now.

Zama gets inside the room panting, and fanning her face if I didn’t know better I would’ve said that someone is chasing her, but nope she is such a drama Queen I’m sure this is her way of seeking attention.

“Jesus Zama. What is it?” Scarlet asks her looking her in the mirror as she is busy reapplying her make-up.

“The X-gang. The X-gang is here,” she’s speaking so fast busy fanning her face. I see the others standing on their feet hurrying toward the mirror’s to fix themselves.

Alicia: “Are you sure about what you are saying? I mean, wait, you mean the X-gang is here in this very same club?” She nods. “Wawu, it’s been a minute. Ladies let’s get to work time to impress,” she orders the others, and I ignore her, and continue damaging my lungs with this almost finished cigarette in my hand. I wonder who are these X-gang that make these ladies tatazela this much. Heck, they are even trembling! “Diamond, why are you standing there, and not fixing yourself?” The attitude in her voice irks me.

Me: “Fix myself for what? I’m fine this way.”

Her: “No you are not! Your face is oily, you need to look presentable in front of The X-gang they are very important people tonight in this club,” she huffs.

Me: “Do I look like I give a shit about their fucking presence in this club? Do you see me trembling in fear, and running like a maniac across the room? No. This should tell you that I don’t give a fuck about them. Who the fuck are they anyway?” She groans in frustration.

Her: “This is no time to be stupid Diamond, The X-gang practically runs this place.”

Me: “Where the hell were they all these past weeks? Vumbukiyani out of the blue, now we are expected to run like we are crazy? No one will make me run as if my crazy, rubbish,” she shakes her head in defeat.

Tsepang: “You will never win with that one just let her be. She is a hard nut to crack.”

Alicia: “Her face is the one I have a problem with,” she looks at me.

Me: “How is my face any of your business? Uyaphapha wena swine,” I throw the finished cigarette her way spitting on the floor, and she ducks it. Nxa. I throw in some bubblegum for fresh breath, and lotion my hands.

Aranele: “Bloody hood rat,” she rolls her eyes inwardly.

Me: “This time around I will not just strangle you I will snap your neck, tsek,” ai these girls are exhausting.

Zama: “The X-gang won’t tolerate this kind of shit.”

Me: “I don’t give a fuck because they did not hire me, thank you. Next,” nxa. The door opens, and Sol steps inside together with William, the ladies stand in formation.

“The X-gang is here, and you know what this means right?” They nod, well I don’t.

Me: “I don’t know what it means,” he shoots me a stare.

Him: “Didn’t the girls fill you in?” I shake my head. “They should’ve filled you in. Well, this means that you must go all out, and if they ask to be with you for the night don’t deny, agree to everything they ask you to do if is sex that they want give it to them,” he shoots me a stare, argh. “Let’s remind them what they have been missing on whatever brought them back here, we have to make sure that they stay, and never leave we must maintain the standard.”

Me: “All this shit because of some gang?” There goes me & my big mouth again, yipiii. Let me just close my mouth it will stay safer this way before I say something I might regret, and possibly land me a clap or two if not a punch.

Zama: “Do you always have to run your mouth the way you see fit?” I can tell that she is annoyed, but I can’t help it, this is who I am.

Me: “Ar…,” I cover my mouth with my hand before I say something I might not regret.

Her: “How I wish that you could stay like that forever!” I laugh, my hand is still covering my mouth.

Sol: “Go, and make me proud. Diamond try to behave just this once don’t mess things up,” he turns on his heels, and walk out banging the door behind him.

“Trash, I mummer, and take my mask on top of the dressing table, and put it on then walk out following the other girls. We get to the floor, and men wearing all black are sitting in a straight line the others are behind them, I guess this is the X-gang my eyes scans all 8 of them, and my gaze stops at this particular one he looks familiar. Oh yes, my saviour. It’s a good thing that he is not focusing here even if he was he wouldn’t even know that I’m the girl he once saved at the chisanyama, I don’t even think he remembers that day. Ayt, let’s get to work. The music comes on, and we start rocking the poles whatever happens I hope they don’t choose me because wawuza, these men here look dangerous, and rough too… I check out their dick prints, thanks God they are not seeing that I’m checking out their dicks, and boy I don’t like them.

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TSAKANI

I see them all, but her. My focus is solely on her, and none of the other girls she is dancing with there’s something that draws me to her, a part of me feels like I know her, but the other part is disputing that. My dick throbs as she works the pole, I’m taking her home, and I’m going to fuck her. I know what I said to the gents, but my dick wants her, and if my dick wants her, I must have her it’s that simple.

“I’m taking her home,” I whisper in Malik’s ear, he turns to look at me, and shake his head.

Him: “But I thought you said you’re not going to take any ass home,” he chuckles.

Me: “My dick wants her man,” he laughs.

Him: “But Zama is eyeing you man.”

Me: “I don’t want her I really don’t, tell MaThousand to call Sol for me,” he nods.

In splits seconds Sol is hovering over my head. “I’m taking her home,” I point at the girl that I want.

Him: “Let me get her for you,” he nods, and gets to the stage, and he is having a brief conversation with the girl, I see her stealing glances at me, and nodding. Sol, gives me a thumbs up. My crew laughs.

“Ipipi umkhohlisi njayami,” (dick is a deceiver) he then laughs. “Mara mngene boy, yelakho lekhekhe,” he spanks my ass as I pass him, then laugh. Such fools. I get outside, and I find the girl already waiting for me with a cigarette in her hand, she smokes too? Damn I’m turned on. I squeeze her waist when I get to her…

“I’m going to take you home, to my bed, and I’m going to fuck you hard. I’m going to fuck you until you scream out my name. Not cry. Not moan. Scream. And that mask must go,” hissing in her ear.