(Before Nyomi became a stripper-How it all started!!!)

A few days ago, Nyomi’ mum was in the hospital with a very complicated health condition.

Nyomi walks through the street like a homeless person, her eyes unfocused, and steps uncertain. She doesn’t care about the traffic light or anything happening around her.

She was in the hospital when boss called her earlier……

She quickly dipped her hand in her pocket in search of her phone as it buzzed loudly enough to wake a sleeping patient. “Doctor, if you’d excuse me, I need to pick this call”

“Sure, you can”. The doctor offered a small hand gesture towards the door.

She excused herself to pick up the call.

His voice came through “ Nyomi, If you are not in the office in the next 10 minutes, kiss your job goodbye” he said coldly over the phone.

Then clicks- he ended the call on her even before she could say a word.

“Oh my gosh, I need to leave right now” she said to herself as she let out an heavy breath.

She took the stairs two at a time, barely noticing the people she brushed past. Her bag bounced against her side, breath quick and shallow. The urgency in her chest pushed her forward.

She was in the taxi when she remembered how mean Mr Smith could be. Especially to her- his request and her reaction to it. Her mind flashed back to her previous conversation in his office.

“ If you do what I want” he said,voice low and deliberate “I would promote you effortlessly” he gaze focuses on her cleavage as he leaned back in his chair

“ I am sorry sir, I really do not understand what you just said “ she said with hesitation.

“C’mon you’re not a kid Nyomi, you should know what I’m talking about” he licks his lower lips. He stood up, adjusted his suit and walk up to where she sat.

“ you know I could give you everything you want in this life, car of your choice , a promotion, Vacation, just name it. I’m sure You know what I want from you. I just want your pussy to be mine” he used his hands to rub her shoulders, while she fiddled with her necklace slowly and removed his hand off her body. Respectfully.

Nyomi feels uncomfortable with his move.

She shifted uncomfortably, her eyes darting around the office, avoiding his gaze.

“Sir, with all due respect… I-I am not that kind of a lady . I’d prefer we keep this conversation professional.”

He leaned back in his chair, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“Oh really? Professional, you say? Do you forget I’m your boss?”

She straightened her posture, voice steady but firm.

“Being my boss doesn’t justify your approach—especially after I’ve made it clear that I’m not interested.”

His tone sharpened.

“So now you talk back Nyomi? I was just trying to help your miserable self. Do you even think we are of the same level”

She stood up and took step toward the door.

“May I take my leave now, sir?”

He stood abruptly, closing the distance between them.

“You leave when I say so.”

Then, without her consent, he reached out and tapped her ass like he owns it.

Her reaction was immediate. She turned, eyes blazing, and slapped him hard across the face. She slammed the door hard on him.

She actually slapped her boss?

She knows she has a tiny chance in the workplace, from that moment. Any more little mistakes of hers, he would dismiss her without thinking about it twice. She snapped out of her reverie immediately the taxi driver said “ miss, you’re in your destination”

“ Heaven knows I need this job” she whispered to herself as she stepped out of the taxi.

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She walked in his office with the same rush, her heart pounding, breath shaking, because her boss is a ruthless businessman that does as he says.

“ I gave you 10 minutes, you used 11 minutes before you got here”

“ I have been in the hos-“

“ I don’t care where you have been, this office is on business and not some sort of charity organization that accommodates people who are not up to task” he cut in before she could explain.

Her eyes searched widely in his office.

“You’re not responsible Nyomi”

the other workers are there- it was so embarrassing that he calls her irresponsible in front of everyone right there.

They both know why he has been mean to her lately.

“ Nyomi, I have to relieve you of this responsibility, since you are not acting like you are up to task” he adjusted his chair, sat up and signed on a document right in front of him.

“ you can have it” he moved the document forward on his desk with a finger.

Her heart still beating fast, she summoned courage to open what’s in there.

“ sack later?” She said as her eyes opened so wide and her lips parted. The few workers in there were wispering. They thought she was one of the best workers.

“ Pack your things and leave” he obviously doesn’t care how she feels at the moment.

She wanted to talk, that she knows the reason why she was sacked in the presence of everyone m, but she hope if she begged him, she might get a second chance.

“ Please sir, I’d like to know what I did wrong. Do I really deserve this?“

“ GET OUT” he snapped

She has never felt this humiliation before in her 22 years of existence.

“ bitch get off the way, do you wanna kill yourself? “ a driver barked at her - his car honked, it missed her by inches.

The screech of the tires snapped her out of her thoughts.

“ I’m so sorry” she quickly rushed out of the way and clutched her brown paper bag that contained her credentials in her arm. Firmly.

Her faced was so weary. She was looking for a way to cross to the other side of the road when her eyes settled in a place where she might find comfort. The bar.

The corner of her mouth lifted . The small curve at the edge of her lips said enough maybe here, she could breathe again.

she slammed the bag that contained her credentials on the bar counter.

“ Hi Ma, what would you like to take ?” The bartender welcomed her

“ give vodka or something strong, anything strong enough to clear away everything i have in my mind”

“ will do just that. Ma”

“ thank you”

She downed the 6th shot of the vodka, and let out a quiet burp. She wondered why her life has been a living hell.

“Why was I fired now that I needed the job the most ?”

“Give me more man” she requested. The bartender poured another strong cocktail into the glass for her.

“Today is good, we gonna make a massive sale, man ” he said quietly to himself

Her views are getting blurry when her phone buzzes again.

“ What again this time?” she grumbled before she reached out to her phone.

“ Hello?”

“ Where are you ?” Jackson questioned her - his voice unstable

“ Why are you crying ?” She sat up, eyes widely opened and slammed the shot glass on the bar counter.

“The infusion pump failed. Mum’s vitals dropped, and she went into cardiac arrest.”

“ What ! What do you mean? Jackson, what’s wrong with mum?” She snapped

Even with the phone pressed against her ear she could hear the heart monitor flatlining. Her heartbeat cut.