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Not with anyone. I know myself well enough to know I’m possessive as fuck and will kill anyone who dares to try touching her.
On the way here, I laid down some ground rules with her and told Striker, since he’s in charge of the dancers, that she’s not to allow any men to put tips in her G-string or whatever the fuck she wears while dancing. All the bastard did was smirk and give me a two-finger salute. Swear to fuck when it’s his time to find a woman, she’s going to bring him to his knees.
Damn it.
“Like what you and Striker have done with the place,” Stoney remarks from across the table. “It definitely gives Dolly’s Playhouse a run for its money.” He motions to the dancers. “They all you got going on here?”
At Dolly’s Playhouse, they’ve got more than just pole dancing and lap dances. The place is set up with two floors, and Tracker’s ol’ lady runs it for the club, but she also used to work there as a dancer.
Guess I can understand Tracker’s mood over tonight’s lineup. I’m not the only one with a woman about to show her ass and tits to a building full of assholes that by the end of it will be thinking about nothing more than stroking their dicks to visions of our women.
Fuck.
“For now,” I answer and lift my drink to my lips, taking a hefty swallow of the Jack inside. If I’m going to get through this shitshow, it’s definitely a Jack kind of night for sure. “Once we’ve got things good here with this bullshit, we’ll probably expand. I’ve been over the numbers several times, and this place definitely has the potential for more.”
Stoney nods and looks back to the stage, though watching him, I can tell he’s not watching the dancers, he seems more in thought. I don’t blame him for being lost in thought. He’s here, away from his ol’ lady, and we all know that’s something he doesn’t do unless absolutely necessary. But he’s also just been thrown with the knowledge of Athena.
That alone is enough to do a man in, especially one like Stoney. He’s all about his family and the club. You fuck with them, you’ll face him. It’s something I’ve always admired about him.
“What was Athena like in foster care?” Horse asks, drawing me from my thoughts.
“Sweet, shy, timid,” I mutter. “When no one else was around, she’d brighten up, but she was always on guard. Had nightmares.” I sigh and shake my head. “And I left her to one fucked up living nightmare.”
While I answered Horse’s question, Stoney turned his attention back to me.
“You leave her there willingly?” He cocks a brow.
“Fuck no. I’d just turned eighteen and figured I’d get the woman who was our social worker to help me get her out.” I sneer, my gut twisting at the thought. Shaking my head, I lift my drink and finish it off. “That was a mistake. I should have taken her with me.”
“The dice rolled the way they were supposed to,” Reap puts in. He’d been silent for most of the day, I guess keeping to himself.
“You’re right, they did. Now we deal with the outcome,” Tracker remarks as the music changes. A curse spills from his lips, and Victoria steps onto the stage dressed in a skimpy schoolgirl outfit. Her eyes lock on Tracker for all of a split second, and she gets to it. I lean back in my chair, keeping my head straight, but I stare up at the ceiling, not wanting to watch the other man’s woman dance.
The objective is to get Victoria noticed alongside Athena. Or at least that’s what they told me when we got back to the clubhouse and Athena had gone to my room to start getting ready for work. She’d done her makeup and fixed her hair, the rest she did once we got to Devil’s Nirvana.
Long moments later, the crowd goes ape shit as the lights go dark on the stage, and I glance to find Victoria sauntering off the stage, her towel held to her chest. One of the other girls must have tossed it to her.
“Thank fuck, it was only the barest glimpse of her tits,” Tracker growls. “Still, this is bullshit. I don’t want her flashing her tits.”
“How did you handle it when she did it before?” I ask, cocking a brow.
“I didn’t, I put a stop to that shit. It’s why she runs the place rather than dancing the pole.” He grunts and shakes his head.
I nod, understanding him, but the question for me remains what will Athena try doing when she finishes this job? I won’t let her go. I refuse it, but I’m not about to let her keep dancing the pole.
What I need to do is knock her ass up and then tell her it’s time to hang up her ways and be with me while we make a family.
I snort at the thought, knowing it won’t happen. Not the part about knocking her up. Fuck, all three times I sunk my dick into her, I didn’t wear a condom, when I’ve always been about wrapping my shit up. I’ve never been one to leave it to the woman I fuck to be on birth control. Bitches lie about that shit when they scheme to trap a man. That shit won’t ever going to happen to me. However, where Athena is concerned, the thought of her pregnant doesn’t bother me.
Not in the least.
Though, I will have to talk to her about it. Find out if she’s on the pill or whatnot.
Two other dancers go on stage before the music turns sultry and a song I’ve never heard comes on. Athena steps out wearing leather boy shorts and a matching bra style top that has a choker wrapped around her neck.
Fuck me. My dick hardens instantly at the sight of her, and when she grips hold of the pole, she jumps in the air, circling her leg around it. Damn it, she’s a sight to watch. I might have to install a pole in my room just so I can have her dance for me personally.
My phone beeps in my pocket. I pull it out to find it’s a text from K-9 that he sent to the group chat.
