It was ironic really, the place where Freddie have saved me would be the place where I could possibly save Luca. Seemed we’d done a whole 360 and come right back to where it all started.
We downed our cosmos and left the trendy clientele in Euphoria behind to enjoy their classy night out, and headed to my least favourite club.
“Kiki is that you? Damn girl I never thought I’d see you walk back into here.”
Ron was on door duty tonight. He still had that older uncle vibe going on and I had to fight the urge to give him a big old bear hug. I was too tense and too wound up about Luca to act myself. Where was he? Would we get to him in time? The thought of going on without him made me catch my breath on a hiccup.
“You okay girl? You looked like you were about to blart all over me.” Ron gave my shoulders a friendly squeeze and unhooked the red rope for us so we could walk in ahead of the queue winding along the front of the building.
“Go see Terry at the bar, tell him Ron sent you and he’ll get you a drink on the house okay Kiki. It’s good to see you again you had us all worried for a time back then.”
I guessed Ron had no idea why Freddie had taken me that day, and I also guessed he was clueless about Sanchez and the whole trafficking ring. When we entered the main room I could see that Sanchez’s death hadn’t harmed business. The place was packed and groups of men cheered and whistled like packs of hungry wolves as Jackie, one of the bitchier dancers I’d had the displeasure to work with finished her set.
We did as Ron suggested and headed to the bar where Terry poured us both a glass of champagne on the house. We lifted ourselves onto two high stools to survey the area and that’s when I noticed the guy standing next to Gina ordering a round of drinks. His grey snake tattoo visible under his cuffs as he paid Terry for the drinks. I discreetly tapped Gina with my foot so as to alert her to the guy. We both eye balled him and gave him our sweetest smiles as he picked up the tray loaded down with drinks and turned our way to leave.
“Evening ladies.”
He winked at us and walked over to a table in the far right corner of the room. The best table in the house as it gave the customer a perfect view of the stage and a free flow to the bar without having to fight their way through the crowds. Of course Jack’s also provided table service but sometimes it was just easier to go up yourself, and most guys liked to work the room as a lot of the dancers mingled with the customers after their set.
We watched him set the tray down and join the other men at the table. There were six of them altogether, every one of them bore the same snake tattoo on their left hand and every one of them looked like they had been spawned from the depths of hell. As covertly as we could we watched how they interacted with each other, saw them pawing women as they walked past the table and heard their calls and chants as each new dancer took to the stage.
I quickly worked out that the main guy was sat in the middle of them all. He was taller than the rest, lean but muscular with his greasy black hair tied back from his face in a ponytail. I didn’t even know men still did that. He looked like he belonged back in the 1980s. He had a black leather jacket on and his jeans were skinny and ripped at the knee. The other guys seemed to follow his lead and hang off his every word.
Their table started attracted the attention of a few of the dancers and Jackie was draping herself across one of the guys sitting on the edge as Ruby her best mate worked her stuff.
“I’m going in.”
I said quietly to Gina as I hopped off the stool and picked up my glass. I was going to walk past their table and try to catch one of their eyes. Maybe then I could join them too and get myself invited back to wherever they were hiding out tonight. It wouldn’t hurt to piss Jackie and Ruby off either. Not to mention time was of the essence here. Black mambas worked fast I needed to do everything I could to get to Luca.
Gina followed me as we both pushed our tits out and swayed our hips giving it everything we had. It worked better than I thought it would as I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and pull me down onto a guy’s lap at the table.
“Come sit on my lap sexy,” this guy stunk of tobacco, it made me want to gag.
“Maybe later you can ride my cock like a good little cowgirl.” He laughed and smacked the side of my ass.
“Depends how big your cock is.” I bit my lower lip trying to appear seductive but feeling like kneeing this asshole in the balls, and hard.
The guy laughed again but as I looked up through my eyelashes I noticed the boss guy licking his lips and looking me up and down.
“I think she’d prefer my lap.” He grunted, his voice all gravelly and full of promises of violence. “…and my cock.” My guy was still laughing but this boss guy wasn’t. Soon the atmosphere at the table changed and I was passed down the line of men like some kind of pass the parcel.
“Woah steady.” I said as they manhandled me over to their boss and he grabbed me forcefully onto him, then stuck his hand up the skirt of my dress to grab my ass.
“Nice” He breathed down my neck as he squeezed my ass hard with his rough calloused fingers. “I bet your pussy will be the sweetest thing I’ll eat tonight. I can’t wait to taste it later.”
He ran his rancid tongue along the side of my neck and then bit my ear lobe. I kept Luca in my thoughts as I gave a false grin and ran my hands over his greasy dirty hair. This was for him, this was to save him, I reminded myself as the dirt bag pawed at my body staking his claim for the evening.
Gina had caught the eye of a blond guy with a goatee beard who sat opposite the boss. She seemed so much more at ease with playing this game than I was. I was terrified they’d find me out any minute and kill me for being a fake. I felt like they’d smell the scent of a traitor on me.
“You are coming home with me.” Boss guy grunted at me. The club started to play dance music as the acts took a longer break, and the men discussed taking the girls they’d managed to hook back to their place to carry on with their own private party. Seems they weren’t here for the disco and drinks.
Suddenly they all started to move as if they were getting ready to leave.
“You ride with me.” The guy said as he pulled me from the booth and walked me out of the club ahead of all the others.
“You’re a bossy one aren’t you?” I purred trying to sound sexy.
“That’s because I am the boss. You will do whatever I want tonight.”