Kings and Queens

"Come on, I've beenwaiting for the last 45 minutes to get ready" Isabella shouts from the bottom of the stairs for me. You cannot rush perfection.

" I'm nearly finished on my hair, open the vodka and make us some drinks. I'll be down now." I shout down, looking at myself one last time in the mirror before deciding there's no more I can do for my appearance.

I start my shift at the local club in half an hour. Apparently someone big is expected tonight and my boss John wants us all to dress to empress. If it's those arrogant men dressed in black then I'm going to need a couple of drinks before I leave.

I have a black body con dress on , with mesh cutouts on the hips and chest. Showing my tattoos and cleavage the perfect amount, I pared it with my black heels. My make up is simple up effective, thin winged liner, mascara,bronzer , blush and crimson red lipstick to show off my bright green eyes. My long dark brown hair is curled into beautiful ringlets to my ribs. I put some hairspray on, then my favourite perfume before heading downstairs, shoes and bag in hand.

"Fucking finally." izzy breathes out." will you stop acting like your not the one who showed up thirty minutes before you were supposed to, If you want to get a cab, then be my guest.

" I say to her, hiding my smirk behind my glass. She's wearing black jeans and a black bandana top.

"I thought we were going to go to the club after our shift, why are you dressed so casually?" I ask her eyeing her simple yet effective outfit.

" of course we are, I have my outfit in my bag." She answers. "Didn't John send you the email to dress up again?" I ask.

“Nope, apparently I wasn't eye catching enough" she sniggers giving me the stink eye from across the breakfast bar. "Shut up, your sexy and you know you are." I say, reaching over to push her shoulder.

"Come on, let's put some music on before we go and get into a good vibe ,yeah?" I say trying to drop the awkward subject.

Summer walker starts blaring out of the speaker and we both down our drink and I pour us another one before we have to leave.

******

When we get to the club we're 15 minute late, it's already pretty full for 10pm. I nod at the bouncers as I come in , the club is pretty big, the lights are dimmed and the led lights are on, flashing brightly. Music so loud I cannot hear myself think. Just the way I like it.

"Your late Sophia" my boss says taking my bag off my shoulder whilst I quickly clock in.

" You think I woke up looking like this? Your the one who told me to dress to empress." I tell him over my shoulder. I quickly make myself a shot of Hennessy and throw it back, my face scrunching up as it slides down my throat. I get my tray and begin walking up the stairs to the v.I.p section. I feel eyes on me the second I get to the top floor. I wonder who. I think to myself. I avoid all the men's stares like always until I'm ready to start taking their orders. I greet my colleague Taylor with a quick side hug and ask her where my section will be. "Same as last weekend babe, they asked for you again." fuck sake. I smile at her and say okay before making my way over the the large group of men that are in the booths. They take over two of them. How fun for me. I go to the one closest to me first clearing my throat in announcement. Only three of them men look up at me. There eyes sliding over my figure. I look at them whilst I wait for the rest to give me there attention. There is no way I'm shouting for them.

The men are all dressed in suits, some with a tie and some with a few buttons undone. They scream power. Like they all work in one of them big tower buildings in the city. " we need to wait for capo before we order." One of the men next to me say.

I frown at him." Is he telling you all what to drink as well? ." I ask bored already. The man looks behind me opening his mouth before closing it quickly. " Not exactly Tesoro" the man himself wishers into my ear, his hand lightly skimming my lower back. I gasp at the sudden contact but hide it with clearing my throat. "Can they order now your here boss man?"

"Go ahead" he says whilst taking his seat, eyes still on me, so intense it's like his stare burns my skin. They order 5 bottles of Hennessy for the two tables. That's it. For four hours. And I'm just left standing there and getting ice every now and then. They better tip well.

It's just after 2a.m and we're closing up, the majority of the men have left by now. There's five of the men left. In the time that I've been stood here doing nothing I've taken the time to study the 'boss man'. He's dressed in all black. His shoes, blacks and shirt are all black. He's got a big diamond encrusted watch in his wrist that I guaranteed is more than my annual salary. A few buttons that the top are undone showing his gold chain and a tattoo on his neck. His hair is shaved on the side but a bit longer on the top. Just long enough to run his fingers through. He's got a bit of stubble on his very prominent jaw, but because of the lighting I'm not actually able to see him eyes. Even though I try and catch his staring right back at me.

I look away and pretend to be busy, knowing damn well that there's nothing that I need to get done.

Instead of hanging about I go over to Taylor and ask her if there's anything that needs to be done for closing. She's told me to wipe down all the tables whilst she begins closing her customers tabs out.

I walk over to the far left table with my rag and spray bottle and get to work. The booths are massive so I need to crawl around the seats to get to the other side of the table. After making quick work of it, I'm one table away from their table. Continuing to carry on I do what I've been doing with the rest of the tables but I feel eyes on my ass, I ignore it and carry on. As I crawl out backwards I bump into something. My legs slip and I nearly fall out of the booth. Instead a strong arm lifts me by my waist and sets me down, not letting go. I slowly lift my head to look up at him.

"Thank you." I breath out, my body overcome with electricity from his touch. "Watch yourself, amore. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself now would we." His deep gravely voice speaks out at me. I look into his eyes for a second and note how brightly blue they are.Searing my skin.

"No need to worry big guy, I can take care of myself." I laugh awkwardly, patting his arm and trying to pull away from his grasp. It just tightens. " also, did you enjoy that little show you just put on for all my men?" He asks ,but I have no idea what he's talking about. I was just doing my job. My face must be one of confusion because me grins at me. "tesoro, eri fuori mentre ti chinavi per pulire quei tavoli. i miei uomini hanno visto tutto." He whispered into my ear, waiting for a reaction out of me.

"beh forse dovresti dire ai tuoi uomini di smetterla di essere pervertiti, allora non dovresti 'amore'." I say sweetly, shocking him by answering back in Italian. My parents are both Italian, I speak it fluently.

"Now if you wouldn't mind getting off of me, I have a job to do." I smile up at him. "Of course amore, don't let me stop you."

With that he nods to his men and they all walk out silently. When I look at the table they've left $5000 just sitting there. Strange. Who has money like that to be throwing around. There tab was $500, I guess I'll take that.