Chapter 32 Bad Bitch Energy
Chapter thirty-two
Bad Bitch Energy
Nyomi
We walked down the hallway toward the theater, and I could see people everywhere.
Families.
Kids running ahead of their parents.
Older couples holding hands.
Everyone headed toward the main theater entrance, and the energy was festive despite everything happening beyond this island.
The Fangs guided me past the main entrance to a side exit.
We turned left and started climbing a narrow staircase that led up to the theater box.
That's when I heard music booming with heavy bass that vibrated through the walls.
And laughter.
I blinked.
I was still so nervous about Kenji, Hiro, Reo, and even Hiroko walking into a possible trap. My mind kept spinning with worst-case scenarios, and the sound of people having fun felt almost wrong.
But then I recognized the song.
Oh God. Is that Queen Kobra’s ‘Shut The Fuck Up And Eat This Pussy?’
I almost laughed despite everything.
Queen Kobra was a rapper who was all about woman power. Her claim to fame had been twerking anthems and tons of songs centering around bad bitch energy.
I loved her for my workout playlists because by the time I finished listening, I felt like I could conquer the world.
And right now?
I needed that bad bitch energy.
The music rose and Queen Kobra began screaming over the beat about how different races of men eat pussy differently and describing it all.
Oh God.
Chuckling, I glanced at the Fangs.
Kaoru's eyebrows were raised. Yoichi looked mildly amused. Rin's bored expression hadn't changed, but I saw his eyes flick toward the door like he was trying to figure out what the hell was happening inside.
Unfortunately, I didn’t think Satoshi heard any of the lyrics because he was still scratching his neck. The angry red bumps had spread further, and I could see him fighting the urge to tear through his skin.
Ouch.
The lyrics got louder as we climbed.
“Put a leash around his neck, make him crawl on his knees to eat this wet pussy!”
Kaoru muttered something under his breath in Japanese.
“All men can do is eat this pussy and shut the fuck up!”
Yoichi coughed into his fist.
Rin still looked bored, but I caught the slightest twitch at the corner of his mouth.
They were listening to every word, and they looked absolutely baffled.
Leave it to Deja to bring Queen Kobra to the island.
We reached the door to the theater box.
The moment Satoshi opened it, the smell hit me. Weed. Lots of it.
And then I saw them.
Oh God!!
Deja, Nika, and Zo were twerking in the middle of the room, shaking their asses to Queen Kobra while the kitchen staff set out trays of food.
It looked like they were having a full-blown twerk contest, and some of the staff was standing off to the side clapping along like this was the most normal thing in the world.
Alright, guys. We need to chill the fuck out.
But, I couldn’t stop laughing as I watched Zo shake his little butt, hips moving in time with the beat, but there was no competition.
Deja was winning.
I widened my eyes.
Deja’s ass moved like it had its own gravitational pull. Every bounce. Every shake. Perfectly timed to the music.
I couldn’t help but stare.
Good God.
Even I had to admit, if I were going to date a woman, Deja would be my first pick.
That ass was a work of art.
I noticed her outfit. Sleeveless black crop top showing off her flat stomach and the little belly ring that caught the light. Jeans that fit like they were painted on.
Her hair was styled in textured waves that fell past her shoulders with a bang framing her face. She looked absolutely stunning.
Nika was next to her. Tall and slim with a pixie hairstyle that made her look edgy and cute at the same time. Poor Nika was giving it her all, but Deja's ass was in a different league.
Zo had a joint in his hand and was wearing a graphic tee with some anime character on it and loose joggers. He looked relaxed and absolutely happy.
Behind me, I felt the Fangs go completely still.
I glanced back, and to my shock. . .all four of them were staring at Deja's ass.
Satoshi even stopped scratching his neck.
Well. . .if Grandma’s remedy doesn’t heal that allergy, Deja’s twerking surely will.
I chuckled.
Yoichi cleared his throat. “Everyone, focus.”
Kaoru leaned his head to the side to take in a better view of Deja’s ass. “I’m definitely focused.”
Yoichi frowned. “Two of us should guard the door.”
“I’m staying in here.” Kaoru walked off to the wall, leaned against it, and continued to enjoy the show.
Yoichi sighed and started to talk, but to my shock yet again. . .Rin spoke, “You and Satoshi, go outside.”
Yoichi raised his eyebrows.
Satoshi blinked.
And even more surprising, they didn’t even respond to Rin. They simply turned around and headed off.
Hold up. Is Rin sort of like the leader of the Fangs? Was there even a leader?
A few of the other guards headed outside too.
Meanwhile, the music kept booming and they kept twerking even though I knew they saw us enter.
"Come on over here, Nyomi!" Nika shouted over the music. "Get on over here and shake that ass! You got a nice one."
Zo waved her away. "Nyomi can barely twerk. She's no competition. Get her out of here. Just give me the crown."
I rolled my eyes. "I can do a little something."
I tried.
I really did.
I bent my knees and attempted to move my hips in time with the beat.
Nika stopped mid-twerk and stared at me. "Oh God, girl. No. No, girl. We got to help you out. You dance like a white girl."
“Hey, that’s being racist.” Zo frowned. “White girls dance much better than that.”
I protested and twisted my hips. "I’ve got rhythm!"
"What the hell kind of rhythm is that?” Deja started laughing.
“Oh no. I can’t let you go out like this." Nika hurried over to me. "You got to catch the beat first, girl. Then try to twerk with the beat. Look.”
She started clapping. “One. Two. One. Two."
"Get away from me!" I laughed. “I had the beat.”
“Yeah. You had the beat.” Nika shook her head. “It was just for another song that was maybe playing in your mind.”
I sucked my teeth and went over to Deja.
“I told you Nyomi can’t dance.” Zo puffed his joint.
“Well, she can’t dance, but she sure knows how to kidnap people in style.” Deja gave me a hug. “Girl, after this island trip. You can kidnap me anytime.”
“I’m sorry about that by the way. I didn’t know they were going to actually take y’all off like that.” I hugged her back and then glanced over at the Fangs still in the room.
Kaoru was definitely looking at Deja like fuck yeah, I'm going to try and talk to her.
But then I saw Rin. For the first time since I'd met him, Rin did not look bored.
In fact. . .he looked laser-focused. His eyes were locked on Deja's ass, and there was something in his expression I'd never seen before.
Blazing lust.
Wild interest.
Hot hunger.
I widened my eyes. This was the same man who always looked like he'd rather be anywhere else. The same man who carried himself like royalty and never seemed impressed by anything. And now he was staring at Deja like she was the only person in the room.
Deja went over to her phone and cut the music off. "It's about time you showed up, Nyomi."
“I’m not late.” I held my hands out and got in the chair next to a metal rack with strips of hair hanging from it. Extensions in every color imaginable. Black. Brown. Blonde. Red. Burgundy. Even some wild colors like purple and blue.
"You done got men to kidnap me, bring me out to Japan, and then you're going to take all this time to not get your hair braided? You lucky that I've been enjoying myself the whole time."
"My bad."
Deja looked past me at Kaoru and Rin. A wicked smile spread across her face. "Damn. Almost every man on this island is fine."
“These are two of the Fangs. They’re. . .guarding me.”
“Guarding you?” Deja raised her eyebrows. “Shit is dangerous around here?”
“My. . .boyfriend likes to keep me safe.”
“I know that’s right.” She took both men in. “Fangs, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“So they bite?”
I smirked.
Zo chuckled and sat down.
“Let me see what these Fangs talking about.” Deja strolled over, swaying those hips. A second later, she stopped in front of Kaoru. “Well. . .”
Kaoru looked her up and down and licked those lips in such a sexy way I blushed.
Playboy Mode activated.
I smirked.
“That pink hair. . .” Deja raised her hand and tapped her two fingers together four times. “You ate that. I love it.”
Kaoru smiled. "Thank you. I like your hair too."
“Of course you do.”
“Tell me something.”
“Yes.”
“How many chicks helped dye your hair? That looks like love went into that color.”
Kaoru shrugged. “Two women.”
“Figures.”
“But, back to your hair. . .I would love to see it laid over my pillow.”
“Naw. From that hair and the way your nails are together. I’m sure that you already have two bitches in your bed. You don’t have the room for me, baby, and I don’t share with anyone. I take the whole plate or no one eats.”
Kaoru blinked.
She strolled over to Rin and ran her fingers through her long waves. “Now he can afford me.”
She stopped in front of him, tilted her head, and studied him. The long white ponytail. The bored expression. The way he stood perfectly still like a statue. “Are you going to let me take that hair out of that braid and play with it?”
Rin nodded.
Just once.
I saw Kaoru blink and surprise flashed across his face.
Oh. Kaoru isn't used to Rin engaging with people. . .at all.
Even though Rin hadn't said a word, that single nod must have meant something.
Kaoru took a step to the side and then another as if he were conceding territory.
O-kay. What’s going on?
Rin’s eyes never left Deja.
Deja looked him up and down—slow and assessing. "Yeah. I would add you to my stable, baby, but too bad I can't."
Rin quirked one eyebrow.