J.J

'Habit is a pattern of behavior that is acquired through frequent repetition. How is it possible for me to learn this asshole's habits and schedule in one week boss?' That was Aaliyah's thought when the assignment of finding out Jaye Jamal's habit and his schedule was given to her.

'Schedule is easy but knowing someone's habits takes a little longer than just a week to learn...' She thought as her fingers started flying through the computer's keyboard, in the process of hacking into all J.J's social media accounts.

'...or maybe boss might be right after all.' She thought after some time as she scrolled through his Facebook page. '...if I couldn't find much about his habits in a week, perhaps I can deduce them from his past posts here...'

"Yes, I can!" She suddenly exclaimed loudly, startling the people working around her when she found some useful information. 'I just hope he's still the same bastard as ever'

She went through his Instagram and Facebook pages and direct messages, going back four years, and noticed some constant patterns. 'What a loser! Asshole practically lives for social media. He even snapped a picture of himself while taking a dump! Who does that? And people like and comment on this rubbish,!?'

She also went through his Twitter account and found just one recent message that he sent to a well-known internet fraudster. The message simply said: 'The M. Club. 9 pm. Don't be late'

'This must be important...there's nothing else apart from that. Not surprised though, son of a bitch's too dumb to use Twitter' she snickered to herself.

Exactly a week after gathering enough information about him, she called Ibrahim

[Aaliyah?]

[Hey man. When can I see the boss? I got the Jaye Jamal information ready]

[Good...but can it wait for about a week...maybe two?]

[I guess...what's the problem?]

[No problem, just that boss has a lot on his plate right now. He's stressed enough already, don't want to add more to it]

[Yeah, I understand]

[Just make sure it's readily available when I call for you]

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Aaliyah was a beautiful woman with outstanding afro-Asian features. Hey, peanut butter skin tone and slanted brown eyes, coupled with her luscious African curvy body make her stand out everywhere she goes.

It's Wednesday night and she was at the Majestic, a private club exclusively for registered members who were mostly very rich criminals.

The Majestic is where they conduct their businesses and shady deals since it's considered very safe and away from the prying eyes of the law, the police can't burst in on them because it's owned by one of J.J's cousins.

As private as the club was, Aaliyah was able to enter easily. It didn't take her much effort. All that she did was bat her lashes and lied that she was meeting her uncle, giving the name of a popular gangster boss. She then rubs the guard's crotch, pays him some compliments about how big his dick was, with the promise to come back and have a taste of it after she was done with her uncle.

"Fool! I hate men who are mainly lead by their dicks" she murmured as she sauntered into the club to wait for her target, J.J.

Jaye Jamal came into the club and headed straight to his favorite spot where he was able to see everyone going and coming into the club, waiting for the arrival of Bash his business partner.

While nursing a drink, he saw a beautiful and well-proportion girl walk by, swinging her hips seductively. 'Fucking hell! I bet she had no underwear under that thing she called a dress'

Going towards the lady's room, Aaliyah made sure she caught his eyes before giving him a wink suggestively while biting and licking her blood red glossy lips.

He immediately stood and followed her. "No need to follow me, wait here for Bash. I'll be right back" he told the only bodyguard he brought with him.

Aaliyah made a show of touching up her still perfect lipstick when the door to the lady's room was pushed open.

''So predictable'' she said under her breath as Jaye Jamal walked inside, looking at her lustfully through the mirror.

She turned to face him and flashed him her sexiest smile.

"Well excuse you. I'm sure you can read and you're aware that this is the lady's room?" She said haughty

"Are you half oriental?" He asked instead, ignoring how rude she was to him.

"Are you half blind?...couldn't you tell?" She asked with a smile that was oozing sex appeal, moving closer to him

"Why are you in the lady's room big boy? What do you want?"

"I want you...want to fuck you." He said. She could feel his breath fanning her face "...I want to do bad and naughty things with you" they are now so close that their foreheads were almost touching.

"Ohhh... I love naughty things too..." Aaliyah cooed back

Aaliyah was the first to touch her lips to his, just to show him how daring she was. He responded like an animal that he was. His kiss was very rough and barbaric.

It would take exactly thirty seconds for her phone to be able to connect and clone his phone, which was her real reason for coming to the club, so she could clone his phone and listen to all his dirty business

In that thirty seconds, her lips were bruised and badly swollen, he had bitten her so hard she could taste her own blood. Her boobs and bums ached as a result of his brutal kneading.

By the time she heard the familiar bleep which indicated that his phone was successfully cloned in her ear, she was already scared of his barbaric and animalistic behavior.

"Don't you love the sweet metallic taste of blood in your mouth?... Hmmn it's delicious" He broke off the kiss and whispered in her ears while reaching under her dress.

'Sweat metallic taste of blood is delicious? Omg, this guy is sick!'

"Easy big boy, we can't right now" she cajoled firmly

"What do you mean we can't right now?" He roughly pushed her away from him to the nearest wall 'What the fuck is wrong with this bitch. One moment she was hot for me, now she's saying no! really?!'

"Are you teasing me bitch!?" He screamed and wrapped his hands around her neck, about to choke her.

"I like you J.J...but you don't wanna do that. My uncle won't be happy with you" she said boldly without showing fear on her face. She knew monsters like J.J feeds and thrive on fear.

"You know my name? Who is your uncle?" He loosens his hold on her neck, remembering that the Majestic is a private club, that is strictly by registration and only for the criminally rich. He wouldn't want to offend the wrong person

"Let's just say I've heard about your sexual prowess," she said to soothe and at the same time inflate his ego "...and I also want a taste of you sooo bad...but pity this happened" she held out an empty wrapper of sanitary pad that she found lying on the vanity table

"What is that?" he scoffed

"It's a sanitary pad wrap,duhh," she said and rolled her eyes at him. Believe me, I want to fuck you as much as you want right now but I can't cos I suddenly got my period. Doing it right now would be yucky and gross...don't you think?" She cooed

"Then when?" he asked...roughly grabbing at her ass in order to rub his crotch against hers

"You can pick me up outside the Majestic by this time next week, how 'bout that?..." She said a little forcefully, painfully aware of how rough he was squeezing and pinching her bums.

"No! How about the one after?" He asked

"Deal"

And so their meeting was set. Jaye Jamal's faith was sealed.