Bourbon Street Royalty: Jaded Series, Book Two

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Authors: Kimmie Easley
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chestnut hair fanned out near her full bottom. She had a big bust with flawless cocoa colored skin. Her naturally brown eyes were masked with purple contacts. She swabbed on another layer of mascara before popping a stick of gum into her mouth.
    Baby picked her head up and strained to pull herself together. “Yeah, he’s still on the rampage. He’ll get over it, though.”
    Velvet peered into the mirror, catching Baby Jade in the reflection. “From what I can tell, if he ain’t upset ‘bout that, it would be a million other things.”
    Her lips curved into a grin. “You got that right.”
    As the two girls enjoyed a short laugh, the bathroom door flung open, and Jewella fell out. She spotted Velvet first. As soon as her gaze landed on Baby, her demeanor changed. She warped her face into a snarl and snorted.
    “Damn, I thought we got rid of you, but here you are, like old trash. Can’t get rid of the smell.”
    Baby dropped the eyeliner she had been using to touch up her makeup and turned to face the woman’s skeletal frame. She tried not to let Jewella get the best of her, but she was already in a pissy mood.
    She stood and marched across the room, planting herself in front of her nemesis, whose haggard eyelids fought to stay open. The thick lip liner had settled into the tiny crevices of her puckered skin around her ashen lips.
    “Don’t you have a dick to suck for a crack rock?” Baby spat the words, immediately irritated with herself for stooping to Jewella’s level.
    The woman pointed her long finger at Baby. She didn’t speak, just giggled incoherently. She finally rolled her eyes and looked back towards Velvet.
    “You might wanna make sure you find some new company to keep. Word is on the street that the trash’ll be taken out soon enough,” Jewella said as she slithered past Velvet and up the stairs, giggling in her signature tone, making Baby Jade want to peel the skin from her face using nubby fingernails.
    “Damn chica, she’s got a serious hard on for you.” Velvet looked at Baby with round, wide eyes.
    The Hispanic beauty had always been kind to Baby, and she appeared to keep her nose clean. It didn’t matter. Baby didn’t trust anyone. And if Velvet wasn’t tainted yet, a few months in this place was enough to break through any good intentions.
    Baby shrugged her shoulders. “It’s not a big deal.” She tried to play it off even though her insides were still shaking. The old hag could really push her buttons. “She’s all bark and no bite.”
    “If you say so.” Velvet went back to prepping for her next set while mumbling something in Spanish.
    Baby applied her lipstick, and a fluffed her hair with her fingers, adding some volume, just as she heard a heavy step with clanking high heels making their way down the cement steps.
    “Fuck. I always get the losers. Non-tipping mother fuckers.” Barbie stomped across the room and tossed a few dollars onto her dressing table. She was still platinum blond, but thin and a hundred times raunchier than she used to be.
    “Well, that’s my cue.” Baby slipped on her leather boots. She watched Velvet try to busy herself.
    “Oh sure, you think you can do better? You’re such a high and mighty bitch.” She scowled. “Yeah, apparently your pussy isn’t dipped in gold since you couldn’t keep that hot piece of ass, Lucky, huh?”
    Baby Jade stopped. She gripped the cement doorframe. Blood surged to her head, flooding her scalp. Closing her eyes, she counted to ten. The last thing she heard was a big huff from Barbie as she succeeded in ignoring the nasty comment and finished making her way up the stairs.
    The whole day had been one for the record books, and the night had already gone to shit. Between running into both Drew and Lucky, Mickey’s dickhead move, and the crackhead twins’ bitchfest, she’d had enough. She wanted to get her shift over with and head home, barricade the door and guzzle a bottle of wine.
    With her body on automatic

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