Page 16 of Bourbon Sins
“I fucking know!”
My eyes bored holes through Kace’s smug face. “Then why the hell did you not tell her that?”
“She’s not it for you, man. She’s not Jett Girl material.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“She doesn’t have class like the other girls. She won’t ever submit to you. She’s too strong willed and stubborn to follow the rules around here. She’s trouble.”
“She needs help, Kace. That’s why I started this club, to help girls like her who have no choice but to sell their bodies. Girls who are drowning in debt and need a bright light at the end of their dark tunnel.”
“Don’t bullshit me. This is about Rex and Natasha and don’t fucking tell me differently. Since the minute you found out about Rex and Goldie, you’ve made it your mission to make her a Jett Girl.”
Anger started to seep through my veins at Kace’s accusation. He had no clue what he was talking about. He didn’t know about the first time I ever saw Goldie and to hell if I was going to tell him. He didn’t need to know that; he was already overstepping his boundaries.
“I suggest you mind your own fucking business and do as asked. You are way out of line right now. I am a forgiving man, but another outburst like that and you will find your sorry ass out on the streets fighting your own damn fight. Don’t forget what I’m doing for you. They are still looking for the guy, and I have a good amount of evidence that would convict you.”
Kace’s bravado instantly deflated from my words. I hated pulling that card with him, he was my best friend after all, but he was making accusations that weren’t correct and I had to shut it down.
“I told her she had until midnight to make up her mind.”
“Get Reggie on her.”
“Jett…”
I held up my hand to stop him. “Get Reggie to take care of it, Kace.”
“That will crush her.”
“She needs a little crushing in order to see that we really are her only choice. Make the call.”
Kace blew out a frustrated breath. “Where do you want it?”
“She’ll be at the cemetery now; make sure it’s after she’s done there.”
“How do you know she’ll be there?”
I picked up my pen and started signing documents for some real estate I just purchased around the city.
“You’re excused.”
I didn’t look back up at him, because I knew what I would see: a very seething Kace, and I wasn’t in the mood to look at his defiance. He was already grating on my nerves.
My office door shut, letting me know that he was no longer in my presence. I leaned back in my chair and thought about the club. We were due for a new girl, especially since Babs was on her way out, which she told me the other night after a very rousing sexual experience.
Babs was always able to get me off without any trouble. Sometimes Pepper could be stubborn when it came to submitting to me. She preferred to have a more equal hand in the play room, a struggle I had experienced with her ever since she became a Jett Girl. She really liked to push my buttons and if I were honest, when I wanted a little push back, if I wanted to slap some ass, I always called on Pepper because I could really plow myself into her and punish her with my dick and she didn’t have a problem taking every last inch of my pounding.
The thought of Pepper pushing back against me aroused my cock. I looked down at the clock and saw that I would have plenty of time to play before Goldie entered the club.
I sent Kace a quick text.
Jett: Send Pepper to the Bourbon Room.
I grabbed one of my signature play cards, wrote out exactly how I wanted her and walked it over to the Bourbon Room, which was on the same floor as my office and bedroom. The Bourbon Room was the only room the girls were allowed to be in on my floor, and only when invited. Other than that, they were not allowed anywhere near the third floor. It was my sanctuary, my place to look over my club, and the place where I conducted all of my business.
Once I set the card on the table in the middle of the room, I turned to my bedroom to undress. I planned on fucking Pepper, then getting ready for Goldie’s welcoming, even though I would be watching from afar.
Chapter Eight
