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A month has passed since I saw Kitten or Joker as my boss called him, though I never cared for a client but for some reason I had a curious nature of knowing who he was. His money clip that I was allowed to keep, when I first got home after taking a hot shower in my shitty apartment. I couldn't help but fiddle with it in my hand. For some reason, I kept thinking of it as a Jolly Roger like some pirate symbol, but I also had a feeling I've seen this image before. I can't remember where, but my déjà vu sense was tingling. But like most things, I placed it back in my purse, and went to bed. I continued on with my life at my shitty job and at the strip club.
Currently, I was at the club going over several orders that was being delivered to us to stock up on more drinks, glasses, and entering all the expenses in the books. There was a massive fight in the club last night, and several things were broken. So, I called in emergency Sysco order, and had some cleaners come clean up the mess that was left from last night. Also, had to have a plumber come in as two of the men's toilet were stopped up meaning I was paying extra for the service since it was Saturday around lunch. Julie, who was the manager who would also handle this kind of stuff was out as her sons were in little league, and they played a game today. Which left me to deal with everything even from being here the night before. I made sure to tell Lawrence I needed a shower before I come back to deal with everything, but then again, I live across town. Would have to take a subway and then walk three blocks which didn't sound fun to do twice. So, the gym I go too had one close by, and took a shower there. With my spare cloths I brought; I wore a loose V-neck off the shoulder baby blue sweater that tucked into my jean short shorts, black thigh-high socks, and simple black flats. I had light makeup on to hide the circles under my eyes, with my hair held up by a clip with several strands falling loose and my glasses on.
It was freezing when you aren't dancing under the hot light in this place or how crowded it can get. Flipping through some papers, I sat at one of our VIP booths in that had full view of the whole club with two of the books in front of me with a calculator, cash draw out, papers of bills from the service people, and several other papers I had to calculate. Currently, I was on the phone with one of the electricians we hired with a mild headache coming on with how irritated I was with the man on the other line.
"He left wires and entire electrical panel out! That wasn't fixing it! I am not paying for a half shit job your new guy did, send someone back to fix this now!" I yelled at the bastard, slamming my phone down as I covered my hands over my face frustrated with the man. Over arrogant jack-ass! "Fuck!"
"Sounds like a frustrating call," I lifted my head and I saw Kitten standing there in a black pinstripe suit with his white shirt with a maroon tie with his large feathered coat hanging off his shoulders. Still had those weird sunglasses on, but at this moment I don't care.
I leaned back against the leather seat annoyed, "Why are you here? We're closed right now."
Behind him, another tall man older man in powder blue suit with another over the size fur coat on him in a weird spotted design, black sunglasses, black dog ears/tail with snot hanging from his nose became angry, "Nyeh Nyeh Nyeh, do you know whom you are talking too brat?!"
"I'm talking to Kitten and if you get snot on anything in this club, you're paying the cleaning bill," I dead tone replied with my face holding no expression.
"You!" He growled raising his cane, but the blonde held his hand up stopping his associate.
"It's fine Trebol, I enjoy her sassiness. Fu fu fu ~" Kitten spoke.
"Nyeh but Doffy!" Trebol whined.
"Doffy?" I was confused, is that his name?
"Don't you dare say his name! That is for family only!" Trebol howled even more.
"That is enough Trebol!" Doffy scolded. Whispering as Trebol was sent away grumbling. Turning back to me, his grin back on as he leaned closer holding his hand out. "Apologies my dear, as I have not introduced myself properly. Donquixote Doflamingo."
I stared at his hand with it being large like his frame with long fingers. Staring for about a minute, I reached up and shook his hand that was warmer than most. "Bunny Sinclair," I introduce myself.
"Bunny! That is an interesting name."
"So, is yours, now why are you here?" I asked going back to my paper work before me. "I'm busy."
"I am here to Lawrence, another surprise to see you here so early," he replied as he leaned against the booth as I could feel him looming over my shoulder trying to see what I was doing. "What are you doing? Shouldn't the manager of the be doing this?"
"Julie is with her kids little league seeing she usually does this, Lawrence is shit at the books, and in their absence, I tend to it as I often do when he fucks up. Lawrence is at brunch with his mother until one, so it will another hour depending on traffic when he will arrive," I answered as I wrote down several numbers into the book.
"Well, I have come so far," I suddenly felt the plush seat dip greatly, I looked to see him sit directly next to me. His arm over the back of the seat leaning over me with a tiger grin. I blushed for a moment at the intrusion as his scent of his cologne tickled my noise that had some tropical lingering scent. It was an interesting scent he was giving off as I enjoyed it but I pushed it passed me. He leaned in close as I moved away not liking the closeness. "Then, I shall wait for him here."
I groan as I placed my hand on his chest pushing him lightly back, "Yeah, well you can do it over there. Your looming doesn't help and I like my space."
His eyebrows shot up, ears down, and grin gone as if he has never been I guess rejected before, but I really don't like him this close. He creeps me out. Attractive but really creepy. Then in a moment he threw his head back laughing hysterically like a mad man then slammed his hand on the table making things shake and me jump in my seat.
He pointed at me as his grin wider than I ever saw someone grin, "I like you; I really do my dear. You can call me Doffy."
"Gee, Thanks," I was unsure how respond to that.
"Fu fu fu fu fu~" his chuckled deep from his throat as he still sat near me.
"Bunny!" Turning from my odd guest, Julie walked in with her boys. Julie was a feline Omega with a loving Alpha husband; she had shoulder length hair that was dyed bright red with black highlights as the black matches her black cat ears and tail. She was five foot eight, skinny as a twig even after three triplets she had a great athletic body. Soft tan skin, bright green eyes, and loves Gucci. She wears mostly Gucci and even has the logo tattooed on her right fake breast. Most of all the women here have implants except me, but her implants wasn't ridiculous like the others. She used to be an A cup but upgraded to an C. Personally it looks good on her. Her boys, Jason, Jones, and Jackson looked like their father being all blonde hair, blue eyes, and white/black feline cat ears and tail. I watched as two of the boys ran up to me, I smiled at them while the third Jackson, I noticed was with his mother and had a black eye.
"Oh, my gawd what happened to you!" I exclaimed, I reached up over the table softly grabbing his face looking at the poor boy.
"Foul ball got him good," Julie replied as the poor boy moved from my soft grasp hugging his mother, her hand rubbing his head.
I sat back down as I pointed to Jason and Jones, "Go to the bar and ask Venice at the bar to get your brother a bag of ice for his eye," I told his brothers as they ran off to the bar. I looked at Julie who watched then turned back to me.
"Sooooo, I knew you didn't get any sleep last night."
"Uh huh?" I stared skeptical at her. She has a grin on her face knowing she was up to something.
"You didn't sleep?" Doflamingo question as I help my finger up at him to hush. From the corner of my eye, I could see him be taken back by what I did and just chuckled.
"Who is this?" Julie questioned as her hands were behind her back as I could see something pink but couldn't make out the object.
"No one, what's behind your back?" I leaned to the side to try and see.
She giggled pulling from behind her back was a medium size pink dessert box that was from the famous bakery known as Charlotte's Pastry Shop! My mouth drop as I started to heavily drool; I love their sweets! Eyes all starry looking all I could focus on was that box. Julie snickered at my appearance as she knows how much of a sweet person I am and in love with these treats. Their expensive and they often have long lines just waiting to get in and purchase their delicious goodies.
"Gimmie gimmie gimmie gimmie!" I threw my arms out as I hungrily reached over the table for the box while Julie teased me keeping it out of my reach before finally, I snatched it out of her hands having her laugh at me.
I don't care! THEIR MINE! I will share my food but my sweets I will like Jewelry break anything if you take my sweet treats from me! I flip the lid up as I squealed in excitement as I bounced in my seat and tail wiggling like no tomorrow. Five strawberries in strawberry and white chocolate with chocolate drizzle, large pretzels dipped in white and raspberry chocolate with pink/white/red sprinkles. Three macaroons in each flavor of strawberry cream, raspberry mint, cookie and cream along with coffee expresso. Small three strawberry and white chocolate bars so tiny than a normal size candy bar. Two berry liquor cupcakes with white wine frosting with raspberry drizzle and white pearl sprinkles on top. And clear sugar cane pops with dried strawberries and mint lollipops in heart shapes. Scattered across the box was also tiny white marshmallows.
"Ahhhh!" I threw my head back squealing like a kid, I reached over hugging Julie who hugged back still laughing at my excitement completely forgetting the amused look on Donquixote's face. "Thank you! Thank you! I love you so much!"
"Ha ha ha, no problem Bun. You do so much for us and I had to get a special treat for you," Julie responded as I scooted back into my spot and dug into my box.
I picked one of the white chocolate strawberries, placing the plump fruit entirely in my mouth. Moaning as I chewed into the delicate sweet juice and mixture of the harden chocolate. My feet under the table on their toes doing a little dance I relish in the taste. "Damn straight," I mumbled with my mouth full with a chuckled as I chewed.
Julie grinned as her boys came back with a bag of ice, she took it as she gently held it to her sons face who placed his own hand on it to hold it in place. I swallowed the strawberry in my mouth as I took out a coffee macaroon as I nibbled to not rush into my large sweet box and try and make it last. Sensing something moving towards the box, I slammed my hand down hard on top of the table as his hand was snatched away quickly grinning but also heard from away by his subordinate exclaiming, "Nyeh Doffy!"
I was still growling low at him as he moved closer, looming over me as he let out a low purr that also mixed with a growl from the back of his throat. Looming at I stared up at him while I stared at his glasses unable to see his eyes. He spoke calmly though I could hear the threat in his calm, deep voice, "No one has survived hitting me, Little Omega."
"Then, don't touch my sweets," I hissed, Julie laughing at us.
"Careful sir, Bunny loves her sweets, but she loves Charlottes even more. She may be a bunny, but she fights like a feral cat," Julie joked.
"Really?" Amusement lacing his tone when he spoke. "Sounds exciting."
"You would think that," I grumbled as I put the rest of the macaroon in my mouth while closing the box and moving it on the other side of the table away from his hands.
"Anyway, I wanted to drop this off, and get him home so he can rest. Try to get some rest when you go home," Julie answered as she waved bye.
"I will, I get the night off as Lawrence is paying me for all this," I waved my hand over the able at this mess.
"Alright, well have fun." Julie left with the kids; I do hope that black eye clears up quick. Good kid.
"Have kids?" I looked up at him confused.
"Huh?"
He looked from where Julie had left through the exit in the front back towards me, "Do you have kids?"
"Oh, gawd no!" I gaped at him. "Hell, I would need a mate for that and I am not in the business of looking for one. I have too much bullshit going on to worry about having kids or relationships."
"Really? Big, tough Omega like yourself be sure to have some boyfriend –"
"Okay I am going to have to stop you," I looked at him frowning. "Why do even care about that shit?"
"I don't."
"Then, why ask?"
He shrugs, "Just curious is all."
"Well don't. I'm just a stripper and financial work at my other job, and I'm just doing my best to survive."
"Survive?" He inquired.
I paused in my work sighing deep. Moving some papers to the side I climbed up on the table, sitting in front of Donquixote. I could see him straighten as I gently placed my feet on top of his thighs with my legs open. I watched as his chest moved inhaling, then exhaling. Scooting forward as I was on the edge of the table; I gently moved my hands to his tailored collar of his black pinstripe suit lightly trailing my fingers under the collar. His arm that rested on the back of the booth moved as his hands slowly glided up from my ankles to grasp the back of my leg calves. My hands lay flat moving down his chest with my face looking relaxed as I moved my hands down.
"Your breathing is even as I can tell your used to women touching you," I calmly spoke in a low whisper just for us to hear.
"How can you tell?" Doffy inquired.
"You aren't phased when I got close to you, your breathing isn't shaking from my touch unlike some of the drunks that come here. Even the most powerful men shudder, but you don't even miss a single breath or twitch," I answered as I continued to move my hands. There was a rumbling as I figured a low purr from his chest. "I spent my time as a stripper since I was eighteen learning about men, what fantasy they want to escape wherever they come from, and their wants," moved my hands from his chest up to his neck to his tie. I began to slowly untie the fabric as he leaned forward just a little, "The reason I must survive by stripping in this shit joint is because Omegas are only used for breeding and making pups." I finally pulled the knot of the tie slowly down until the knot was gone. "I have to survive in this male domanial, alpha world because I am at the bottom of the food chain. Weak, little omega whose only job is to get fucked and watch the kids. Not to have a powerful job, just to do what they are told and I don't approve of that." Still grasping onto the tie with my other hand tracing the button of his silk white shirt, tracing in an S-motion down to his matching pinstripe vest. "So, here I am working as a stripper, dancing to make enough for my bills, and to give fake fantasies to drunk men. I've learned over the years how to make men give up their money even from the littlest of touches."
"And what if a woman's touch doesn't do anything to me?"
I snorted with a sly fox grin.
"Say that to the semi hard-on that is pressing against my left foot."
His ears perked up from their relaxed position as his relaxed expressing turned into a joker's grin.
"Clever observation my dear," he purred.
I still smiled as his dick didn't bother me, I've had plenty of dicks rub up against me all the time so this wasn't anything knew. Just part of the job. I was first creeped and hated it when first started but as time goes on, I just void it from my memory and just do what the men like. If I am able to make them hard, I have given them a great lap dance, and money in return. That's what I try to remember is the bills I have to pay, food I need to eat, shelter, cloths, student debt, and my grandmothers housing. I learned hard after my parent's death that money rules everything in this world. Money is power. I'm not a greedy person, I just want to live my life with a good job, not having to degrade myself some nights to make ends meet.
Then an idea popped in my head.
I grinned, "I bet I can get five reactions out of you with barely using my body against you."
A deep rumble from his throat vibrated with sounds as I now held both pieces of his tie by his throat, Doflamingo leaned forward with his joker grin teeth bared, "Is that a challenge?"
I pointed at him with my free left hand, "One."
His hands flew from my calves to grasping hard onto my hips, knowing I would have bruises on them by tomorrow. I winched from the sudden pain for a quick second, then grinned wider. His chest puffing up.
"Two."
Lifting my left foot, I roughly placed it on his dick dragging it from the base to the tip earning an inward hiss through his teeth.
"Three."
His grinned dropped realizing he has lost three, and only had two reactions remaining he immediately went to lean away from me. But I tightened grip on his tie, holding him in place. Reaching with my left hand, I brought it up to his left cat ear, gently tracing the back with my nail to earring as I know having pierced earrings make the skin very sensitive to the touch. He grunted clenching his jaws, I could see his shoulders shake.
"Four," I whispered closely to his lips as I stared at his colored lenses.
"Enough!"
I was slammed down hard onto the table with his hand gripping my throat tightly. Gripping his wrist as he leaned over me with a scowl on his face, but I couldn't help to chuckle even as my air intake was being cut off.
"Five," I choked with my nails digging into his clothed wrist.
"Seriously," I arched my back to lean my head back to see my boss Lawrence standing in front of the table looking unamused. "Why isn't every time I come here, you are causing some sort of trouble with our VIP client?"
"Just lucky I guess," I choked out a respond with a smile.
He inhaled pinching the bridge of his nose, "Sir Donquixote, please release Miss Sinclair from your grasp. I need her alive."
"Certainly," his hand released my throat as I coughed, thankful of the air I could breathe now. I sat up from the table while he sat back down.
"Bunny, you can go. Here is what I owe you for taking care of everything this morning," Lawrence handed me three hundred dollars from his wallet. Taking the cash, I grabbed my purse and desserts to hop off the table.
Clearing my throat though still sore, "Everything has been placed within the folders, and calculated into the books. The electrician is sending back another person as the first guy fucked up. Most of the deliveries have all come, and the cleaning crew just left. Club should be ready for tonight."
"Great, now go before I get upset," Lawrence still seemed upset so I shrugged.
"Pleasure talking with you my dear," I turned to see Donquixote with a grin back onto his face.
"Bet it was, bye," I snorted with a wave, then headed out.
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Doffy's eyes from behind his lenses watched as Bunny left the club. Eyes half closed being fixated on her swaying hips made him lick his lips. He could see the talent that she had in her, his hard on was proof of that. Usually, he had great control over his body, but she had quickly him in the palm her hand. He admired that and her bold personality. Made things more interesting.
Lawrence shook his head at his employee, then placing his hands together similar to praying turning his attention back to his guest, "I am truly sorry about her Joker, if she offended you in anyway. I will personally-"
"Shut the fuck up Lawrence," Doffy interrupted disgruntledly while he stood up from the booth as Lawrence snapped shut in fear. "Your voice is really irritating to listen too."
Lawrence slumped into himself where he stood with his eyes grazed down in fear as he knew he was in trouble.
Donquixote Doflamingo was an extremely powerful Alpha, and someone you do not want to cross. A ruthless businessman who is worth billions, one of the leading drug lords across the different Grand Line, and in the New World Pacific's. Trading of illegal goods within the black-market as one of its Brokers, Joker was by far the most dangerous man you could ever meet in the Underworld. Committing crimes from the public from murder, drugs, slaves, and supplying weapons to countries that have on going wars to the enemies. This man was a Monster. And he knew it too. Lawrence was absolutely terrified on this man, as he tried to make the man's visit as pleasant as possible but with Bunny. He was starting to get worried she may have crossed a line. Lawrence knows this man will kill to get whatever he wants and shows no remorse for his actions. The public doesn't know of Donquixote's crimes as they been secretly kept out from light but when dealing with the man directly, you quickly figure out you just made the wrong deal with the Devil.
Raising his hand, Doffy snapped his fingers and everyone who was near heard it began to leave the main room. Others who didn't were ushered outside. Doffy adjusted his sleeves while Trebol walked back up standing behind the club manager making Lawrence start to sweat as the air was becoming increasingly tense.
"Lawrence," the racoon man gulped. "I heard from a little bird that you threw away or rather flushed away thirteen thousand dollars' worth of SMILE, down the fucking toilet," Doflamingo lips curled up with a snarl leaving his throat at the end.
"Well – I – I mean-" WHACK! "Ahhh!"
Trebol swiftly swung his cane as he struck Lawrence in the back, making the stubby man fall to his hands and knees. Several more swings of the cane had Lawrence on the ground crying out in pain, with his hands and head bleeding. After about a minute and a half, Doflamingo held his hand up making Trebol stop.
Pulling up his pants sleeves while crouching down before the badly beaten man, Lawrence looked up at Joker who had several veins on his forehead with a deep frown on his face. "The cops showed last night due to the brawl," Lawrence coughed out blood as he weakly spoke. "They had a dog that was going crazy, and they started looking for drugs. I had to get rid of it. I'm sorry Joker."
"Does she know?" Lawrence was confused until it clicked.
Lawrence shook his head, "All -cough cough cough- employees had to leave the club. Only those who knew of the drug being sold here flushed it."
Doffy hummed staring down at the pathetic shit before him, quivering in fear and pain. A grin appeared as it thrilled him to see this, Doflamingo loved being powerful and feared. Makes things much more fun when you can get away with it and no one would dare go against him.
"Well, Lawrence you are in luck," Lawrence looked up confused as Doffy stood up straight with his hands in his pockets. "Your sweet little bunny employee put me in a good mood, so I will give you one," Doffy held up one finger. "One chance to fix your fuck up. Get me the money you lost by Monday morning, and I will forget all about this incident. Don't, well you don't want to know what will happen if I don't get the money."
Lawrence gulped nodding his head as he knew if he didn't get the money, he'd end up dead.
"Good, Trebol lets go. We're done here," Doflamingo spoke as he began to walk towards the entrance.
"Nyeh, yes Young Master heh heh heh heh," Trebol laughing at the man he just beat following Doffy out.
Outside of the club was a black limo waiting outside was Doffy noticed his family member Lao G, another Alpha of his unique family with grey wolf ears and tail while wearing a simple black suit. Opening the door for the Young Master and Trebol before heading to the driver's side.
"How was your meetin-G Youn-G Master?" Lao asked while driving off from the club.
"It went well as it could be, make sure to pick up the money Monday morning. If he doesn't have it, kill his mother. Hopefully then he will learn not to throw away my product, stupid man," Doffy grunted in displeasure as it irritated him that the bastard had the nerve to flush all his drugs down the shitter.
"Nyeh Doffy, what about the girl? She disrespected you!" Trebol complained.
"What G-irl?" Lao questioned looking at the Young Master through the review mirror.
Lao g watched as Doffy smiled, "Leave her be Trebol."
"Nyeh! But Doffy!"
Doffy snapped his head to his subordinate who submitted from the glared from under his bosses' glasses.
"Leave her be, besides I find her interesting," chuckling Doffy looked back out of the window of his heavily tinted limo. "I might have something planned for her. So, no one is to touch her, understood?"
"Yes sir," Trebol and Lao G responded.
Lips curling up into a grin, Doffy then looked down at his still loosen tie that hung from his neck. Picking up the silken fabric, he brought it to his nose inhaling. Eyes closing as the scent of strawberries, vanilla, and sugar filled his nose. Pulling the tie away as he stared at the fabric, his grin grew.
'Bunny Sinclair," Doffy thought amused. 'I can't wait to see what you will do next my dear.'
A dark chuckle formed at the back of his throat as he anticipated their next encounter.
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