Chapter 1

(This story starts about 8 months before Saskia asks for help with those skanks in my first book: Their Sassy Sweetheart. Enjoy!!)

Casey's POV:

"Spencer!! I need another round of shots for the bachelorette party and 2 bottles of whiskey for those guys by the stage." I tell our bartender while looking around the club. There's a group of 15 women celebrating one of their friends bachelorette party and a group of men right next to the stage practically slobbering over Michelle's nasty ass but hey if that's what you're into then go for it. Before I can tray up the drinks, Tori rushes over looking scared shitless. "Casey I need you to switch with me tonight. I know you don't usually deal with the VIP clients but these crazy assholes almost had me bent over one of those fuckin couches the last time they were here." she tells me in a freaked out tone. I can't help the laugh that escapes my lips at her craziness. I mean I'm crazy but a scary kind of crazy. "Tori you look like you need to bent over a couch with how wound up you are" I tell her while waiting on my bottles. "Bite me Casey" she says while flipping me the bird. "Calm down crazy lady I'll take over the VIP if you take the shots to those crazy bitches in the bachelorette party and these two bottles of whiskey to those charming men trying to lick up Michelle's nasty thighs." I say while cringing "Thank god! I mean they're fuckin hot don't get me wrong but in a scary playboy way. Well it depends on the group of guys up there. But when the fuckboys are up there with the sophisticated man meat its a fuck fest and I personally don't like listening to the ho triplets whiney fuckin moans while they stir their footlongs in their very loose roast beef sandwiches" she snaps out as she finishes her rant. I bust out laughing at her shit. "Okay I see your point about all of that so I'll take the VIP so relax please" I say as I head up to our VIP section.

I make my way over to suite 1, stopping just outside as I hear several male voices inside. I knock on the door first, hearing a 'come in' from a deep manly voice. I open up the door and put a smile on my face before walking towards the voices.

As I enter the main area of the suite, I noticed Laila's skanky ass dancing on one of the poles, and 6 men lounging around, smoking cigarettes and drinking our top shelf scotch.

"как отправка?" ( how is the shipment?)

One of the guys asks. I think it's Russian.

"Хороший. На этой неделе к нам прибудут двое. У одного оружие от итальянцев, а у другого наркотики от колумбийского картеля." (Good. Two are coming this week. One has weapons from the Italians, and the other has drugs from the Colombian cartel.)

I make myself known "Hello gentleman. Can I get you anything?" I ask politely. When I get no response, I look up from my notepad noticing all of them are staring at me. I look around and see six good looking muscular men. All of them are covered in tattoos, wearing custom made suits and piercings. My eyes stop on the man in the middle. He is gorgeous, deadly  but ridiculously handsome. He's covered in tattoos , even on his face with several silver rings on both hands. I see a small smirk on his face making me blush and shift from one foot to the other. By this time Laila is giving one of the men a lap dance making me cringe at her nasty ass. "Kitten. We would like another bottle of your top shelf scotch and another girl up here. Thanks" the guy to the right tells me. I nod and write down their order before leaving the suite.

I walk by a couple of the dancers coming off of the stage. "Hey Tina the men in VIP suite 1 want a second dancer. Can you head up there while I get more drinks?" I ask her "Sure thing. I'll see you up there." She tells me as she heads for the VIP section. Ten minutes later I'm walking back into the suite. Tina is in there giving one of the other guys a lap dance while Laila is bent over the sofas by the guy she was dancing on before.

I look up at the ceiling briefly asking Jesus for strength and patience so I don't choke her nasty ass out cause a part of me thinks she might like that shit. I give Tina a look earning a eyeroll in return. Laila is a nasty bitch. I quickly look away and set the bottle's down. Before I can step away, a hand grabs my wrist. I look at who has my wrist and it's one of the guys in the group. He has slicked back hair and a creepy weird look on his face and I definitely don't like it. I try pulling my hand away but his grip gets tighter. Great that's going to leave a mark. Fuckin prick..

"Sir please take your hands off of me. If you want something just ask." I grit out "Я хочу, чтобы твои розовые губы обвились вокруг моего члена." he says while grinding his small dick against my ass. (I want your pink lips wrapped around my cock.)

"English you nasty fuck." I mumble out. Tina stops dancing and moves closer to me cause she knows what's about to happen. I push my ass against him trying not to throw up in my mouth, getting him to let go of my wrist. I can feel all eyes on me especially that tattooed devil in the middle. I grin at everyone watching before grabbing one of my blades from my thigh strap, dropping into a split as I stab him straight in his dick and twist feeling the blood spray my arm as I yank the blade back out making blood spray all over the floor.

The man screams in pain as he cusses me out in Russian. Note to self learn Russian. "Oh fuck Casey! You know Carlos is going to fuckin flip" Tina says as she looks from me back to the dickless crybaby curled in the fetal position on the floor.

Rolling my eyes at the situation I walk over yanking my blade out making sure to wipe it on his knock off Armani pants before placing it back in my thigh holster. I don't hear any moaning or skin slapping so I look up to see Laila naked as the day she was born, staring wide-eyed at the scene in front of her.

"Close your mouth Laila before another dick winds up in there like the hundredth time today." I snap out at her making her gasp. The guys and Tina start laughing. "Wait til I tell Carlos about this" she says while grabbing her outfit off the floor.

"Will that be before or after Carlos treats you like the dirty cum dumpster you are " I scream at her before looking at the guy who was balls deep in her moments ago. "Hey man I hope you wrapped it before you tapped that nasty bitch cause your dick might fall off if you didn't." I shout out before throwing back one of their shots. Before I can drink another one I hear a throat clearing. I slowly turn to see the sexy man from before.

"Oh shit. I'm sorry sir for everything that happened in the past twenty minutes, well except for the shit I said to that walking STD." I ramble out faster than I intended.

He smiles at me "Kitten you have nothing to be sorry for. That was the sexiest display of violence I've ever seen." he says while walking towards me. I look away from him as he gets closer to me. I feel him gently grip my chin and pull my face upwards so that I'm face to face with his gorgeous sinister face.

"My feisty kitten, do you realize what you do to me?" he asks in his sexy husky voice. He moves behind me and yanks my back to his front. I gasp loudly when I feel him pushing his large erection into my ass. I clench my thighs together as he starts trailing kisses down my neck as his hands slip into my panties and starts rubbing my clit.

I feel myself getting wetter the harder and faster he rubs my clit. All of a sudden I snap out of the lustful haze and quickly step away from this sexy devil. "Excuse me" is all I get out as I bolt out of the VIP suite and run down the stairs looking for a place to have my breakdown in peace. I can't believe I let that stranger do that to me. God I'm such a horny virgin.

Twenty minutes of losing my shit in the break room, I walk back over to the bar. Tina walks over to me "hey girl those guys left after you disappeared. Oh and the sexy hunk of man meat had a few words with Carlos who was not surprisingly getting a blowjob from Jenna when this guy busted into his office. Carlos looked like he was going to piss himself. So Jenna and Laila were suspended for 4 weeks so they can get tested. Apparently the guy who fucked Laila is a very important person. Carlos was fined $20,000 dollars for getting sexual favors while on the clock. Apparently they knew about his activities cause of the security cameras. Also the guy that was rubbing his dick on your ass, owns this club. His name is Malachi Sokolov or Psycho." She says as she walks backstage to do her next set.

"Oh shit! I let the boss do all of that?! Fuck I'm gunna lose my job. Damn it!" I whisper yell to myself I'm going to keep my head down and just do my job. Hopefully I'll have a job when I come in tomorrow night.