The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter fifty-four

Elena P. O. VOriginal content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Diamond, Diamond, Diamond !!!”

The entire crowd kept cheering the moment the curtains were pulled aside and I stared at every miserable man that was here and ready to watch me move my body to the sound of the beat.

You might be wondering, what happened to the billionaire man that I was contracted to dance with, well it turned out that he was pissed with my absence and he left.

Such a douchebag I must say.

Slowly I moved my hips around the pole trying to align my entire body to the melody of the beat as money kept on raining alongside the whistle.

I haven’t necessarily added much weight, I was just myself and before coming to the dancing pole, I was all smoking hot I had to admit.

A few minutes later, the entire club was on fire as I was giving the most paid people lap dances and gosh the sweat from these men could make you puke, it was in summary disgusting.

After the show, I rushed out of the dance hall to my dressing room to change. I knew my pay was going to be raised.

They don’t just call me Diamond Foxx for no reason, I was the stripper of the town and I wasn’t sure anyone was going to get that title from me anytime soon.

The door opened and my fellow stripper mate stepped inside looking at me with admiration on her face.

“Damn babe, that was one good show. You literally killed it and I was kinda oppressed if you asked me” The way she speaks most of the time, makes me imagine things in the most unconventional form

Like what if she was some sort of lesbian?

“Well, what can I say, I am just skilled, now let me change then we can go. I think that sounds better right?”

“Excellent, on the way home you buy food I paid yesterday” She gave me that annoying disgusting grin when she knew she succeeded in outsmarting and playing me.

“I know dammit, let us just get out of here please,” I said, pulling on my slippers.

It wasn’t all fun knowing that I would keep being a stripper for the time being, I hated it with every fiber that lived inside me.

We exited the strip club through the back, hailed a cab, and stopped at a nearby restaurant, after which I waited for her to finish off before we both boarded another taxi that took us to our respective apartments.

Upon reaching my apartment, I noticed a new house that people seemed to be getting into and I shrugged my shoulders knowing that another set of neighbors would be coming to meet with us.

I was glad that my mom wasn’t around, I couldn’t stand the sight of seeing her yet again with my ex or another man and it irked me a lot for no damn reason.

Upon dropping my night meals, I released my hair, which I had tied into a messy bun, and stared at the mirror, noticing some form of eye bags circling my eyes.

I didn’t have much sleep these days and it seemed not to be an issue for me though.

My phone began ringing, causing me to groan in frustration. Who in their right mind would be calling me by this time?

Upon checking the call I. D. I noticed it was none other than Mac Lee.

Okay calm your pussies Elena, why would Mac be calling by this inappropriate time of the night though.

“Hello?” I picked and there was some form of momentary silence before his husky voice came to the surface.

“Come open your door, I am at the door” I gasped in disbelief.

Could Mac be at the door right now?

I hung up and walked slowly to the living room and went to get the front door and my God was it a reality.

“What in the world are you doing here?” I asked in disbelief once more, trying to pinch myself to come out of the dream.

“I came to say hi to my neighbor”

“Oh, I see, you came to say hi to some random girl across the street, so you will fuck the hell out of them isn’t it?” I rumbled away and Mac curled his eyebrow in confusion and it was at that moment, that what he said earlier actually made sense to me.

“Wait a minute, you are my new neighbor?” I asked again with my eyes widened.

“Of course, I am your neighbor,” He said in his obvious casual tone.

“I packed into this place just this evening and I came checking on you and discovered that you weren’t around”

Yeah, I was not around, I went to the club to do some strip work as a stripper big head! You all know that I cannot tell him these lines right? That’s why I keep kinds of stuff in my subconscious.

“Can I at least come in?” He asked and for some reason, I stepped aside for the mini devil to enter my apartment.

“I am impressed by the size of this place, your dad must be some sort of rich man to have gotten this apartment” I chuckled nervously, bolting the door and going to take my seat by the opposite chair.

He moved close to me, causing me to flare up uncomfortable at his actions. The first thing I hate is having people around me, it makes me feel utterly small and oppressed.

“Hey chill, I just want to know why you are still in makeup,” He said, raising his hands to touch my face, causing me to shake his hand off.

First, he was trying to breach my space and now he wants to run some sort of stupid investigation on my face, this dude must be crazy as fuck though.

I moved away from that particular spot and headed towards the door and opened it in grand style as I anticipated him to leave.

“Oh wait, you going to ask me to leave?”

Does he think I am some form of a clown or what? I mean I don’t just like the invasion of privacy, it gives me the creep for real.

“Yes please,” I said politely.

Mac smirked and slowly walked towards the door. Upon reaching the door, he pulled the tried to repeat the same shit he did not quite long ago and I held the urge to just slap him in the face for thinking it again.

I know Mac well enough to understand that he is a certified playboy and who knows, this might be one of his schemes towards me and heck I am not ready for it in any way, Hell no to that.

Upon leaving, I immediately rushed and got the door closed.

Mac Lee is going to certainly be the death of me.