The Pussy Mob by Chanel Murphy

Author:Chanel Murphy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: drama, urban fiction, girl gangs, t styles, cartel publications
Publisher: Cartel Publications

CHAPTER 13

KANE

The room was on pause as we strolled through Pure Nightclub in Washington DC. Nay led the pack and she was slaying her outfit too. She wore a brown pair of shades that were light enough to see inside the club, but dark enough to prevent the haters from seeing her poker face. She was wearing a tight leopard print dress and black Jimmy Choo high heels.

I was wearing a red jumpsuit that dipped low in the front, showing the top of my cleavage, and some red Christian Lou’s.

After what happened in the restaurant earlier with Nay, I was able to convince Courtney to come with me. She didn’t want to at first but there was no way I was going to go without her. Besides, the only thing the other girls knew was we all didn’t get along. So any conversation with them would be fake. I did have to admit, Courtney looked hot too. She was sporting a tight, emerald green dress with black high heel boots.

Since Tammie was the only former whore on the executive level of the Pussy Mob, she was allowed to dress out of uniform too. She was wearing tight jeans and a white suit jacket with no shirt. All you saw was the mountain of her breasts and the shine of her glossy lips. She looked classy, sexy and like a boss and I hated every bit of it.

Since it was a celebration, we brought ten of our best girls. They were dressed in all black and were allowed to wear any color shoes they desired. Not one of our girls let us down. Every one of them looked rich.

When we made it to VIP, Nay flagged over the bartender and suddenly five buckets of Ciroc with sparklers were walked over to us. Every bitch without a budget in the club was hating because tonight we were rock stars.

I sat next to Courtney and Tammie and Nay sat across from us. There was a large table in between us with snacks and juice for the liquor. The girls sat where they could fit and danced in their seats the others stood up.

Jay-Z’s voice boomed through the speakers as I leaned over to Courtney and said, “Thanks for coming with me, girl.” The music was loud but I could still hear her talk. “I know you weren’t feeling this shit so I appreciate you being here.”

“It’s not even that I’m not feeling the Mob. I just wish Nay wouldn’t grandstand so much in front of people. Plus if we got into the business for Sandra, how come we wasting money? We paid the lawyer just enough to clear her debt but what about ours?”

I crossed my legs and gazed across the table at Nay. Tammie was now hanging in her ear like one of her diamonds, whispering and looking over at us.

“You right,” I frowned. “But what can we do? If we say something now she might get mad and tell us to fend for ourselves.

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