The club had business everywhere, and they made sure to be more than comfortable when it came to money. She hesitated for only a second, waiting for him to clearly take her decision out of her hands. He did no such thing, and waited for her to go to Raven.
Ugly Beast watched her as she approached Raven’s table. The woman was sitting on her own, and he saw the faint smile on Abriana’s lips.
She was a mafia woman.
Soft.
Gentle.
Poised.
No, she wasn’t a beauty, at least not at first glance. It took a guy a couple of minutes to see the kind of beauty she held.
“You sure that shit should be allowed?” Smokey asked, coming to stand beside him.
“I don’t know, but it beats her staying in her room. With Raven around her, she’ll know how to take care of herself.” He needed her to be able to take care of herself. She wasn’t back home. He didn’t want men guarding her at every turn.
One of the boys placed two beers on the table, and he sat down, taking some whiskey for himself to watch her.
“You don’t want to head back into the fun?”
“Nah, I’ve got other things I could do right now.”
One of the strippers approached Raven’s table.
Abriana covered her face, laughing as Raven began to put bills in the woman’s pants. Her tits were all out, and clearly from Raven’s demands, she held her arms out, and began to shake them.
Then, for the entire club to see, Raven touched them.
“Those babies are real,” she said.
All three women were laughing. He waited as Raven and the stripper pointed for Abriana to touch.
Sipping at his whiskey, he saw her hand tremble as she reached out, touching the other woman’s tit. His dick was back to fucking attention, watching her. She didn’t seem frightened.
The family she came from, half of the women looked terrified of even breathing, let alone speaking, or touching.
He didn’t get the mafia. As far as he was concerned, women were to be enjoyed, but keeping them under lock and key, never really experiencing the world, well, that shit just didn’t sit well with him.
Running his fingers through his hair, he caught the blonde smiling over at him. Her gaze wandered down his body, and she nibbled her lip, very clear what she wanted from him.
He was used to his body being admired. Even though his face was scarred as shit, he had a great body and kept himself in good shape. He worked out to stay on top. Protecting the club was his main priority, and he took that shit seriously.
Downing his beer, he returned his attention to Abriana.
She stuck out at the club, but none of the boys were laughing at her. Raven had pulled her from her seat, and with the help of the stripper, they were all dancing.
He smiled, seeing her laugh. It was when she laughed, that it really showed her beauty. Her eyes sparkled, and her face just drew you in.
The blonde came to his table, cutting off his view of his wife. She didn’t wait for an invitation as she sat down in his lap.
“Is that your wife?” she asked.
“She is none of your business.”
“The girls have been telling me how long your cock is. How your wife is a virgin and couldn’t take a man like you.”
He stared at her. “And you think you can.”
“I can take anything.” She leaned in close, her lips near his ear as her hand moved to his dick. “I love it in my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. No part of me would ever be off limits to you.”
Ugly Beast smiled.
Wrapping his fingers around her neck, he jerked her back. “If you think I’d be interested in your used-up self, try again. Next time you want a free ride to your shit, wipe your nose of the debris.” He shoved her off him. “Get out of my sight.”
He’d not become the club’s Sergeant at Arms for nothing. He had lost his pretty-boy looks for this club, and he’d head into battle at any opportunity. This club was his family, his life, and he fucking loved it. Every single ugly piece of shit that wore the badge.
Abriana didn’t stay down for too long before making her excuses to head on upstairs.
Raven didn’t leave him waiting long either to head over to his chair.
“So, I like your wife. You should keep her around.”
“I intend to.”
“Good.” Raven left again, and he smiled. Finishing off his beer, it was his time to head on up.
“You really leaving now?” Smokey asked with a woman on his dick as he moved to pass.
“It has been a long couple of days.”
“And you’ve got a nice piece of ass to keep you warm. Got it.”
Ugly Beast didn’t see the point in arguing. Smokey could do and say what he wanted. Leaving the main clubroom where all the fucking and partying was going on, he went straight for his bedroom.