The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 54

Erica’s POV

Enzo insists on walking me the whole way to the Bunny Club. His mouth ran the whole time he was walking me to work. He didn’t seem to run out of things to talk about. I didn’t think one person besides Ashley could talk so much about nothing at all.

It is ten minutes to nine when we arrive at the bar. Enzo stands awkwardly in front of the door like he isn’t sure that he wants to let me through the door.

“Well,” I say, “thanks for walking me to work.”

“I had to make sure that you arrived safe and sound,” Enzo says with a worried look on his face.

“I better get in there,” I say as I try to step around Enzo.

“I changed my mind,” he says quickly. “I don’t think you should work here.”

I look at him like he has lost his mind. “What do you mean? You are the one that got me the job.”

“That was before I knew you,” he says shyly. “You are too nice of a girl to be working in a place like this.”

“It will only be temporary,” I tell him with a small smile on my face. “I will be fine until I find something better.”

Finally Enzo steps out of my way and allows me to work through the front door of the Bunny Club. As I walk in, the sweet smell of coconut oil mixed with the scent of arousal hits my nose causing it to wrinkle.

Romeo meets me at the front door and laughs at the look on my face. Leaning in close he whispers next to my ear. “I know the smell is overwhelming but you will get used to it after a while. The humans barely register the scent.”

I nod my head as I follow Romeo behind the bar. I try to keep my eyes off of the two girls that are already dancing naked on the stage. But it is easier said than done. My eyes follow their movements. It is like nothing that I have ever seen before. The girls look like twins. Both of them have dark black hair and deep brown eyes. As they grind their bodies together to the rhythm of the music their eyes are void of any emotion. They look as if they are dead inside.

“Those two are the twins, Lacey and Stacey,” Romeo interrupts my thoughts. “They refuse to dance unless they can dance together. The customers don’t seem to mind. So let’s see the outfit you have chosen for tonight.”

Hesitantly, I let my jacket slide down my arms, revealing the outfit that I put together before I left the house.

“Interesting,” Romeo says as he circles me like I am a piece of merchandise. “It will work for tonight but you will need to go shopping for some actual sexy clothes.”

“I am just a little short on cash,” I admit and my face flushes with embarrassment.

“Don’t worry about that,” Romeo says with a smirk on his face. “With the tips that you will make in one night you will be rolling in cash in no time. Come on. Let’s get you behind the bar and see how good your memory is.”

As soon as I step behind the bar, I feel overwhelmed. There are a million drinks to remember and the customers’ orders come fast. Romeo introduces me to the other girl behind the bar.

“Lynne, this is…” Romeo pauses as he waits for me to fill my name in.

“Jasmine,” I lie but Romeo and Lynne don’t seem to notice.

“Right this is Jazzy,” Romeo takes the liberty of shortening my fake name. “She will be shadowing you for the next few nights. Teach her the ropes and be nice.”

Lynne is wearing nothing but a purple bra and a pair of leather pants. Her bright red hair is pulled up into a messy bun on top of her head. There is a tiny red apron tied around her waist and several pencils sticking out of her messy hair. She has a severe look on her face and I know that she is not a person to be crossed.

Lynne looks me up and down as if she is studying me. “You look like too nice of a girl to be in a place like this,” she finally says after she is done looking at me.

“That’s the second time I have heard that tonight,” I mumble under my breath.

Lynne busts out laughing. “Just stick with me and I will show you everything you need to know.” Leaning in, she sniffs me just like Romeo did. “You don’t smell like a rogue,” she says quietly. “How long have you been on the run?”

I look at Lynne in shock. “Just a few days,” I tell her the truth. I look around at all of the other people in the bar. “How many people here are like us?” I ask curiously.

“About 50/50,” she shrugs her shoulders.

Lynne shows me around the back of the bar. She shows me all of the bottles of alcohol and explains to me which ones are which. I try to make a mental note of what is what but so many of them are the same color. Lucky for me she has a cheat sheet behind the bar that has a lot of the most popular drinks listed and how to make them.

“Most of the time the patrons are already drunk when they walk in here,” she tells me. “So they barely notice if you get their drinks wrong.”

I nod as I try to take in everything that she is saying. Before I have a chance to ask any questions men start stumbling their way into the bar. Lynne starts taking orders left and right and starts barking orders at me. I do my best to keep up with her all night long. I can feel the men sitting at the bar undressing me with their eyes every time I walk past. For the first hour or so it makes my skin crawl but after a while I get used to the feeling.

By the end of the night I am dead on my feet. I have been awake for almost twenty-four hours straight and it is starting to catch up with me. The bar closes at 2:00AM and Lynne and Romeo chase the drunks from the bar and lock the door. I help Lynne and Romeo sweep up and wipe down the tables before I grab my jacket from the bar and head towards the door.

“Hey wait up,” Lynne calls out after me. “You didn’t do half bad for your first night. Here. This is for you.” Lynn holds out a wad of cash for me to take.

“I can’t accept that,” I tell her as my face flushes with embarrassment. “I didn’t do anything but get in your way.”

“Are you kidding me,” Lynne scoffs. “That hot body of yours brought more men to the bar. You deserve some of the credit. But tomorrow night try to show a little more skin.”