Written by Aphrodite….
“What the … Are you Bleeping out of your Bleeping mind?” Vivian yelled in my face. “ You left his money for him? Who Bleeping does that? Tishé, you earned that money!”
“I wanted to prove a point. I won’t be forced to remain with him. Not blackmail, money or threats would make me stay with him. The guy is crazy.”
“No, he’s kinky, it’s you who is crazy.”
“Vivian, I don’t want to think the lengths he would go to punish me if I annoyed him.” I argued.
“He wouldn’t do anything you don’t agree to.”
“He would trick me into agreeing to it, that’s his style, don’t you get it? He tricked Gene into a public humiliation last night…the stu.pid girl fvcked him in public thinking he would take her back if she did because he told her he would…. Abeg, I can’t risk it… I don’t want to destroy my reputation. I don’t plan to remain in this profession forever.”
With a sigh, Viv shook her head. “You should have taken that money sha.”
“No! I might even return that his hundred thousand to him sef.”
“Ehn! Viv shrieked, “ You no fit! You don forget sey you owe me?”
I laughed remembering our deal about the lingerie that hadn’t worked out. Rich had seen through the ploy.
“Owe you wetin? That your Victoria secret na wash jare!” I told her as I heard my phone ring.
I walked over to where I was charging it in the bedroom as she called after me. “Which kind wash! Your seduction technique na wash jare.”
I chuckled as I picked the phone and then frowned as I saw it was Anthony.
It had been a while since I’d heard from him, why would he be calling, was he suddenly missing me again?
“ Hello? Anthony?”
“Oluwatishé baby! How are you doing?”
My frowned deepened as I wondered the reason for his abnormally good mood. “I’m fine…..”
“Na wa for you sef, you just left me and didn’t bother looking back. You don’t even call sef from time to time.”
“ I have been busy.” I replied in clipped notes.
“Busy with your new job, right?” He sneered and I got his sarcasm.
“ I don’t have a job.” I replied. “I’m not done with school yet…. Why are you calling Tony?”
“You have a job nau, stop lying. Your ashewo job na.”
Time suddenly stood still for me and for a second I thought I hadn’t heard right.
Anthony laughed on his end, “shocked right? I saw you yesterday at the gentlemen’s club. I work there now.
The place is something else but the pay is quite good. Rich men come there to do all sort of kinky things to girls like you. I saw your companion, Richard Doherty, and recognised him better when he was performing his own show.
So those are the sort of people you mess now, right?
You have left our level, good for you.”
I couldn’t take any more of this so I cut him off, “ Okay, so you found out I fu..ck wealthy men, so what? What I do and who I f.uck is not your business, so just f.u.ck off…”
“No o, it is my business..in fact, it is our business. So now that you have entered the big leagues you think you will forget me that brought you here? I took you out of the Bleeping slum where you were wasting away.
You owe me something.”
“I owe you nothing Tony, what are you talking about? Have you been smoking something stronger than weed?”
He laughed. “I’m not surprised, I knew you were going to prove tough. That’s why I made sure I had insurance. I have videos and pictures Tishé… Pictures you wouldn’t want to get out in public and videos Richard Doherty wouldn’t want the world to see.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked perplexed.
“I have your Unclad videos, pictures and all else, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten the fun we used to have all that time ago when it had still been sweet between us.
Then I have last night’s video of your boss Bleeping that wh’ore for the whole house to watch. Phones and taking videos are prohibited but a few of us who work there know how to do our thing.”
I dropped on the bed, my knees suddenly weak as it began to dawn on me that he was blackmailing me.
To Be Continued….