Reese grabs her arm. “Shut the fuck up now, or I’ll shut you up myself.”
I don’t wait to see if Roxy listens. I’m too fucking pissed off to care. “Yeah, you have. The fact remains, the girls you brought here are shit. They need rules and someone to lead their asses. Jenna will do a better job of that than you ever thought about doing,” I say, standing up and getting in her face.
“Jenna? Are you fuckin’ kidding me! That bitch can’t do shit. She’s nothing but a kid.” She turns to Reese and looks about ready to kill the guy. “You did this. I knew you were fuckin’ that slut!” she yells at him.
“Shut up, Roxy! What Jenna and I do ain’t none of your fuckin’ business, but I will tell you this. Kidd’s right. Jenna does a better job than you ever thought of doing,” he says inches from her face.
“What the fuck?” No way, no damn way! Reese can’t be fuckin’ her. She’s mine.
CHAPTER Twelve
Jenna
It took me nearly two weeks, but I finally finished hiring the new girls. By the time I was done cleaning up Roxy’s mess, there were only two girls left. I need at least ten to work the Kitty Kat, and another ten to work the clubhouse. Needless to say, finding that many girls willing to flash their tits and sell their pussy was not easy. I even have rules in place, and when I showed them to Kidd and Chipper, they were shocked. Monthly check ups and random drug tests whenever I feel the need. Birth control and condoms are a must. No bitches.
Reese’s old lady really fucked this shit up. It’s hard to believe she’s only had control for a year. I can’t imagine the mess she would’ve made if Kidd hadn’t removed her. I have no idea what Gun was thinking when he let her run the girls. No, that’s not true. We would’ve had some dead girls and the cops breathing down our necks.
Today is clean-up day. I’m at the apartment that the club keeps for the girls, trying to get it ready for my new girls. When I decided to tackle this on my own, I had no idea it would be this bad. Looking at the mess I created going through apartments has me pissed. Believe it or not, one of the girls kept records. Everything is here in black and white for me to see. Prostituting in and out of the club, and giving a fifty percent cut over to Roxy. That bitch even had them selling sex out of the private dance rooms. What the fuck?!
That was just the tip of the iceberg. Let’s not even get into the fuckin’ drugs I found in the dressers. Coke, heroine, meth… you name, and it was here. Some of the bathrooms even have blood splatter on the wall. Being with Timmons, I know what that’s from. A needle hitting the vein wrong can send blood everywhere.
I didn’t think I’d ever be in this job, especially after working at the Kitty Kat for only three months. Sometimes, I think it’s too much for me, but I’m glad I don’t have to work for Roxy anymore. That bitch is fuckin’ psycho. She turned up a time or two and tried to boss my girls around, but I wasn’t having it. We ended up having words, and she tried to come at me. Once I showed her the gun Chipper insisted I carry, she backed up, but not before telling me that this shit wasn’t over.
I made sure to tell Chipper about her showing up. I hated to turn to the guys for help, but I had too much to deal with to put up with her shit. I haven’t seen her since, and I’m pretty sure Kidd and Chipper banned her from the club and the club house.
Reese needs to figure out a way to get rid of that bitch and still keep his little girl. I know she holds Pebbles’ real dad over his head, but there are more ways than divorce to end a marriage. Even though I don’t think a man should take his hand to a woman, I think that bitch deserves a little punishment. God knows, Pebbles would be better off without her around. #p#分页标题#e#
I’m brought back from thoughts of murdering the bitch myself when Chipper and Kidd come in. Seeing Kidd sends a wave of heat through my body. When in the hell am I gonna get over him?
“What’d you find?” Chipper asks.
“A bunch of shit.” I say as I throw the papers on the coffee table in front of them. “One of the girls was keeping track of what was going on. Looking at the shit she wrote, I don’t think she liked it. I’m thinking she was just too scared of Roxy to say no.”
“Which one?” Kidd asks, picking the papers up.