Bishop
I was in the middle of pouring myself a drink when a soft knock pulled my attention away from what I was doing.
"Yes," I mumbled softly without lifting my head up to look towards the door.
The door slowly creaked open, and Dom stepped in, "Ronald is here." he reported.
"Sure," my voice was barely above a whisper.
Dom stepped back outside and Ronald walked in, smiling almost too suspiciously.
"Can I buy her?" Ronald blurted as he took the seat opposite me, still smiling delightfully.
"I don't sell my performers," I mumbled, sipping my drink almost too calmly.
Ronald scoffed, "Come on, you can do this for me, right? Shemika, that girl, she's a god." he added, rubbing his jaw slightly with a gentle grin.
"I don't sell my performers..." I growled.
"Whoa, whoa...that's it. Alr
