Clubrooms Diary

Chapter 11: Un-fucking-believable

CHAD

May 9th 2018

I'm sitting behind my desk wondering what the fuck I'm meant to do. Mal called in saying she wouldn't

be able to make it in today.

"What do you mean you can't come in Mal?" I grumbled over the phone.

"Unless you're able to watch Jaxson I can't come in. There's no one here to look after him."

"What the fuck? Am I running a daycare?" I replied unable to control the shiver that ran over me.

"He's YOUR nephew Chad." I could hear the judgement in her voice.

"Give him to his father." There was no way I was gonna have the titty sucking dribbler hang out in my

house.

"You gotta be joking surely." She muttered.

"What was that? Couldn't quite hear you." I take a long puff of my cigar, letting it coat my mouth before I

exhaled, watching the smoke float through the air.

"You know how Caddie feels about Ace. There's no way she would agree to him watching Jaxson." She

sighs.

"But... He is the kid's father." I say matter-of- a-factly

"And he's abusive, he's also the same guy who banged your mummy."

"You snarky little brat." I chuckle.

The kids got nerve talking to her boss like that.

"Fine! Today only. I don't have back up girls to cover your clients Mal." I say with frustration.

"I know. Caddie should be strong enough to watch Jaxson on her own tomorrow." Appreciation coated

her words.

"Caddie's meant to be working tomorrow too," I say with disbelief

Since when did my girls think it was okay to pick and choose when to show up on their rostered shifts.

Un-fucking-believable.

"She got hit by a fucking car Chad!" She yells over the phone.

"Yeah well... She should've looked before she ran out in front of it. Not my problem nor her client's

problem!" I huff. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"I'm sure Maddie or Layla will take them." She says just before she hangs up.

The kid's lucky she's still underage or she'd be the one taking on Layla's clients.

I put my cigar out and lean back in my seat.

Then outta nowhere my door flys open with a loud bang. I sit up and Amar's stalking straight towards

me.

Fucking YINA!!

I stand, straightening before the Greek God himself.

"Amar." I greet him.

"Mayalina." He says with a heavy accent.

"Not in today. " I sigh. "But I have some other girls who may interest you." I smile pulling out a portfolio

filled with photos of my girls.

"Óchi -NO!" He holds a hand up.

I close the folio and put it back on my desk.

"She will be in tomorrow if that helps make the situation any better." I scowl wanting to know what he

wants with my Mal.

"It doesn't." He says before he abruptly turns around to leave the room.

"If you wanna fuck her she's all yours." I quickly say to him.

His step falters and he stands up straighter rolling his shoulders back before he turns around and looks

at me with the devil in his eyes.

"Mayalina is underage naí?" His voice drops.

"Yes, but for you, she will spread her legs eagle wide and let you deflower that sweet innocent cunt of

hers"

Before the words are fully outta my mouth Amar had me up against the wall with his hand wrapped

around my neck.

Fuckers fucking strong!

I could feel my face turning beetroot red with the amount of pressure going to my brain.

"You will not let any man deflower her unless she asks for it. Do you hear me?" He says scaringly low

in my ear.

"Yeah, sure man whatever you say." My throat tightens.

"Kalòs." He lets me go and storms out of the office

"I fucking love you man," I call out after him.

"I wanna fucking be you," I mutter only for my ears to hear.

"Bring your rich friends please..." I plead silently and sit back down in my chair.

He doesn't wanna fuck my Mal.

Hmmm...

But he'll stick his mighty dick in her mouth and fuck her like that.

Is that a fucking Greek thing or something?

It isn't taboo if you're both not cuming?

Then there's the fact that he was about to murder my fine ass because I offered her to him. Then he

demanded she not be touched unless she asks for it.

This mother fucker coming into MY HOUSE trying to tell me how to RUN MY BUSINESS. I don't care

who the fuck he is.

Well, I do care cause I know who he is and how powerful he is.

But that doesn't mean I can't throw all my toys outta the cot and sulk because I just got my ass laid out.

All over my Sweet fucking Mal. It doesn't add up. Why would he want a seventeen-year-old girl instead

of the many girls I have on offer?

I rub my jaw deep in thought.

"Fuck it!" I say out loud to my empty office.

My brain hurts too much when I begin to use it to do some actual thinking. That's what my beautiful

Lisa is for. My dick twitches when I think about her.

Lisa, Lisa, Lisa...

Oh, how the gods have been kind to you.

I get up and head out of my office looking for my Lisa. It's been a whole forty minutes since my eyes

last feasted on her curvaceous booty.

Papa bears coming.

I chuckle as I leave my office.

I walk into the bar and there she is. The most angelic sight my eyes openly gobble up. I walk over to

her as she sits on the stool next to Maddie and Layla. I look at Layla and when she sees me

approaching she immediately gets up and stands next to Maddie. I sit down and again I swear I caught

a glimpse of Lisa screwing her face up.

What the hell is that about?

"I just had Amar Diamandis come storming through my room looking for our little Mal," I tell the girls.

"And?" Maddie says looking at me as if she's got better things to do.

"And...... He put his fucking hands on me when I told him he could deflower our little princess." I reach

out and run my finger down Lisa's face.

She moves away from my touch and looks at the girls. They look at her then me and back at her.

Maddie rolls her eyes and Layla looks at Lisa with her eyes full of pity.

Again... What the fuck is THAT about?

"So what'd you do when he laid a hand on you boss?" Maddie asked raising a brow.

"I swung my arm over his and directed all my energy into the joints of his forearms and broke free from

his hold," I say proudly knowing I nearly pissed myself instead.

"Is that how you got the red handprints around your neck?" asks Layla as she points to my neck.

The three of them start laughing at me.

"Come on Chad, you couldn't kill a fly if your life depended on it." Maddie bursts out laughing.

"Yeah, I could," I say defensively.

"No, you couldn't Chad." Lisa chuckles.

"If given the chance I could murder that pussy of yours." My ego's running a bit on the high side this

morning.

Maddie and Layla stand there pissing themselves laughing. Lisa gets up from her stool and exits the

room without a word spoken or a glimpse in my direction.

"You two." I glare at them. "You have the pleasure of handling Caddie and Mal's clients on top of yours

today." I slide off the stool.

"Fuck!" Maddie grumbles.

My mouth curls up into a smile, I know sucking dick is her least favourite job here.

I run out of the bar with the intentions of catching Lisa.