Chapter 14 : Whatever it Takes

My assumption that the club was sketchy turned out to be spot on. Men of all types were watching exotic dancers take the floor. The music was so loud the bartender had to lean in to hear what I was asking.

"I'm interested in finding out more about the cocktail waitress position," I shouted.

He nodded and took me out back. As I entered the office, I saw a muscular man around two hundred and forty-five pounds sitting at a desk. His feet were up, and he was smoking a cigar. A woman walked by him, and he slapped her a*s. My mouth dropped open as he laughed.

"Here's the boss, Salvatore," the bartender said. "Sal, she'd like to find out about the job posting."

Salvatore threw his legs off the desk and leaned with interest as I meekly sat across from him. He visually perused my body, going from my head downward. This was already making me feel uncomfortable.

"A pretty she-wolf like you would fit right in here. You new in town?" he asked me, biting the cigar and puffing away. The sce