I don't hate Cameron, I adore him but he's just easy to pick on. Sorry! He doesn't have any problems in this story, he's just sick and I didn't want to introduce him yet. Not sure how long this will be but AT LEAST 10 chapters.

The electricity basically pulsed from the numerous patrons and the addictive atmosphere, even had me swooning slightly. I watched from the second story, drinking my water slowly, only because I could not be bothered fighting my way over to the bar and from here I had a clear view of the club. Marissa had the audience captivated, well the audience that wasn't currently sucking faces.

I looked over at the bar from a moment, luckily because I noticed Damian waving me over. I sighed and walked carefully down the stairs, ducking under the railing. I pushed past the sweaty and faintly putrid bodies, which meshed together on the floor. I opened the latched for myself and slipped behind the bar, pouring myself a drink of Jack Daniel's and then grabbing Damian.

"Boss," He said tiredly, "There's someone asking for-"

"Stuff" Lindsay supplied for him, as she pushed two full glasses towards a young girl.

"Did you card her?" I demanded, pointing at the girl who was currently scurrying off with the alcohol.

"It's her twenty-first," Lindsay replied with a shrug, sauntering over to another costumer with a smile plastered on her face.

"Boss," Damian snapped, shaking my shoulders slightly. I gave him and look, which made him release me and step back, a sheepish look spreading across his face. I crossed my arms and tilted my head, showing that he could tell me whatever was so important.

"It's a regular," He said, "Girl in the red dress, over by the door"

I looked over, craning my neck over the various people. My eyes flashed dangerously as I recognized her, I looked back at him and gave a slight hiss.

"No one," I said firmly, "Give her anything and I don't fucking care how much she's willing to pay"

"Sorry Boss," He shrugged, "Told me she usually deals with you"

I gave him a level looked, before sculling the rest of my drink and thrusting the empty glass into his hands. I permitted him another glance and resisted the urge to laugh at his flummoxed expression. I slipped out of the bar and walked across the floor, almost throwing people out of my way.

As I neared, her eyes grew wide and I couldn't help but grin. She looked around and when he eyes met mine, I saw a flash of pure fear that was quickly replaced by fake confidence. I stood in front of her and looked down, resisting the urge to grab the back of her neck and throw her into a wall.

"Short-arse" I greeted her, my grin growing just a tad larger at the expression, which crossed her face. She let out a small scoff, before trying to push past me.

"I don't think so honey," I laughed and grabbed her arm, forcing her to stay in this corner. She looked down at my arm and then up at my face, a snarl distorting her young and deceivingly innocent face.

"One," I snapped, "You seem much to young to be in my club and two, you are definitely not suppose to be here"

"Free club," She snapped, rolling her eyes at me. I snapped my fingers in front of her face and pointed towards me.

"I run this club," I snapped, "And I know that I don't let scum like you in my club"

"Don't get so high and mighty on me Emily," I hated the way she drew out my name, like she was speaking a curse or uttering a cuss. I glared down at her but pulled my arm away from hers, watching to make sure she didn't try and bolt. They were cowards and I knew she was itching to run away.

"Don't sneak into my club," I snapped and then spat her name out, "Ellis"

"I didn't," She snapped back, "Gorgeous guy at the door let me in, you do have a thing for hot employee's Emily, play with them all?"

"Get the fuck out of my club" I sighed wearily, just wanting her to be as far away from me as possible. I narrowed my eyes when she laughed, a loud laugh that almost echoed off the walls.

"No" She shrugged.

I rolled my eyes, "Who sent you hey?"

"I don't owe you any explanations" She smiled.

"Fine," I replied, "I really don't care, just get out"

I watched as she shrugged her shoulders lightly and looked over at the stage, grinning at Marissa's performance. Marissa had begun to sing another popular song, one I wasn't familiar with. All my time was devoted to the club, I never listened to music much really.

"I am glad," Ellis shrugged, "That you stole her from the club, got me my break and everything"

"Brilliant," I rolled my eyes at her, "Now leave, before I break that voice of yours"

She looked at me for a moment, deciding what to do and smiling to herself timidly. I couldn't take it then and I pulled out my walkie-talkie, which was strapped diligently to my hip.

"Samuel," I snapped into the walkie, "Get inside and throw this thing out, it looks like an elf and I want it out of my club"

She grinned, "If you had just asked me politely, I would have left"

I scoffed and slipped the walkie-talkie back into its original place, watching as Samuel slipped into the club. He walked over to me with a serious expression, one I rarely saw on him. He slipped his hand around Ellis' small arms, nodding towards me.

"Why hello Gorgeous" Ellis smiled and fluttered her eyes at Samuel.

"Dude," He laughed, "You're like twelve"

I smiled despite myself and gave him a sharp look, before he looked at me rather sheepishly.

"I'm sorry Boss," He sighed, "I didn't even see her"

"Never again," I snapped and watched as Samuel dragged her from the club, enjoying the scene a little bit more than I should.

"Oh," I yelled out, "Search her for anything!"

Warning, the next chapter is long... So... :) um R&R