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Half-decent lay? He did not just say that!
“You’re not worth it. Now if you don’t mind, I would like to actually get some sleep. Why don’t you do us all a favor and leave tomorrow morning, so we can fill your spot with someone who actually has the potential to be a Jett Girl?”
“You’re an ass.”
“Spot on, genius,” he said mockingly. “Let me know if you need help packing your bags, I would be more than happy to assist you.”
With that, he took off, leaving me completely punctured and speechless. I have had some mean things said to me, and I have dealt with my fair share of negative comments, but I have never been told off like Kace did to me tonight.
His words rang through my head as I tried to go to sleep. He hadn’t even given me a chance, but then again, maybe he was right. I couldn’t even get two drinks right, how could I remember a whole choreographed dance?
As I soaked in the beautiful surroundings of my temporary home, I realized I should probably just leave. If Jett’s non-existent invitation to join him in the Bourbon Room wasn’t an indication that I didn’t belong here, then Kace’s rather uncensored opinion of me was.
Chapter Nineteen
“Dark Horse”
GOLDIE / LO
Rays of sun pierced through my closed lids as I tried to fight the morning light and sleep a little longer. I knew this was my last morning in the Lafayette Club, and I wanted to soak in as much of it as possible.
I was still hurting from last night. Kace had made it quite clear he didn’t think I could make it as a Jett Girl, and he didn’t think I belonged in the club, or even in his presence. What I didn’t get was, why? Why did he have such strong hateful feelings toward me?
My eyes finally opened and, as I scanned the room that had given me hope for the first time in the past nine years of my crap life, I felt a tear trickle down my face. I tried to figure out what I was going to do. I didn’t have a job. I didn’t have a place to live—although Lyla would most likely invite me back to the apartment, but I didn’t want to go back there.
I most likely didn’t have a job back at Kitten’s Castle. Who knew how Jett had ended my job there? I was worse off than when I came here, and even worse was the fact that I had gotten used to the rich dwellings, the plentiful food in my stomach, and the feeling of someone watching over me and taking care of me.
Needing to get my day started, I threw the covers off my legs for the last time and dangled my feet off the high bed. I looked at the flowers I’d received from Jett and took in their scent. They were so beautiful, just like me he said. I was going to miss . . .
“What’s this?” I murmured to myself as I saw an envelope on my nightstand propped up with my name on it. It wasn’t there before, so someone must have put it in my room, either early this morning or last night.
I tore it open, showing absolutely zero grace, and read it.
Lo,
I sendmy deepest regrets and apology for what you had to go through last night. I want you to know the behavior of those two men was unacceptable and is not tolerated. Their memberships to the club have been revoked, effective immediately, and infinitely terminated.
Last night was an incident I never would have wished upon one of my girls and the way Kace reacted was out of line. He has been warned. You and the other girls are to be treated with the utmost respect, because you deserve it. You hold the cards in this house, all of you do. We are all at your mercy, so next time another member, myself, or Kace treats you without respect, you are allowed to leave and remove yourself from that situation because you are better than that, you deserve better than that.
You deserve to be treated like a queen.
I don’t want last night to deter you from moving forward. I have been watching you and the way you interacted with the girls and a couple of the members last night; you are the exact fit I was looking for. You bring light to this dark house. No wonder your parents named you Goldie, your golden rays fill this house with the kind of refreshing attitude we needed.
I look forward to seeing more of you and watching as you grow into a Jett Girl, because I have never been more sure about anything in my life than I am about you being here.
Jett
The man hadto know he was good at writing letters because in a matter of seconds, he had stripped me down and bared my broken soul, then sewed it back up with a few words.
A couple of seconds ago, I was ready to pack my pathetic pillow case and walk out the wrought iron gates of this beautiful house, but after reading Jett’s card, I felt invigorated and ready to work my ass off to prove Kace wrong and Jett right.
I went to my closet, put on my workout clothes, grabbed my phone and ear buds, and went down to the little gym that we had access to. The girls wouldn’t be down there yet and, if I wanted to become a Jett Girl, I had a lot of catching up to do and that meant I had to put in the extra time.
Kace could go fuck his own dick for all I cared. I was going to show him what a giant ass he was and how far he’d shoved his foot in his mouth last night. He might be hot as hell, and I might have wanted to straddle him and take what I wanted last night, but not now. Now all I wanted was to drive him crazy by proving him wrong, but also drive him crazy with the body he didn’t think was good enough.
I smiled to myself as I turned on my workout playlist and started the treadmill. Kace was going to get a rude awakening. Not only was he going to be told, but he was going to be in physical pain from dealing with my scantily-clad body.
Babs walked into the room and stopped instantly when she saw me already working up a sweat.
