The man poured himself a large glass of brandy and took a big mouthful before he topped the glass up again. Dave and Johnny were sat in the room with him and they looked like they’d just had a bollocking. The boss loosened his collar and sat in his black leather chair, crossing his legs before he spoke. ‘I want to run all the clubs in Manchester. I’ve not grafted my balls off for years for some prick to come along and think he can take it all from me.’
The two men just sat listening. They knew he was a greedy bastard who had too much already – but nothing would ever satisfy him. His house was like a show home, the curtains were probably worth more than anything they owned. The boss dressed in all the top clothes, his watch was insured for over fifty grand. There had been times when he’d left it lying about to see if any of his men would dare to touch it, to take it home, or pocket it to sell on. They never did. He was always testing his lads, always wanting to catch them out. He trusted nobody. The large windows behind him showed off a breath-taking view of the countryside, the sheep peacefully grazing the nearby hills, but in the distance, the city lights glittered. Some people were never grateful for what they had in life and this man was one of them. He would never have enough, always wanting more. After another large swig of brandy he pulled out a little gold box full of white powder. A small key dug into it, and its contents went straight up his nose like a vacuum. The boss held his head back as the drug filtered through his body. He rammed the box back into his pocket, not offering his workers a sniff.
‘I want you two both out there looking for the best girls, the best dancers, the ones that make the end of my cock wet, the ones who can seduce men without even touching them. Nobody should have better girls than me. Do you hear me, fucking nobody.’
Johnny raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes at Dave when the boss wasn’t looking. The man was talking to himself now, mumbling crap. The drugs were taking effect. ‘Go and bring me a young one down,’ he barked. ‘Something pretty and with a bit of meat on her, I’m sick to death of these thin, scrawny ones.’
Dave and Johnny stood up, playing for time.
The man dropped his head down, looking at the empty glass. Maybe he thought the answer to his problems was there. ‘Make sure all the security is switched on tonight. Keep the men on the gate and keep me updated if anything happens.’
‘Will do, boss,’ Johnny replied.
‘Hurry up and get me some pussy down here as soon as.’
They both left the room and Dave made sure his voice was low as he walked slowly down the corridor. ‘He knocks me sick, he wants for fuck all and he’s still moaning for more.’
Johnny sighed. ‘Life deals us a hand of cards, pal, and it’s up to us how we play them. Sometimes we get bum-deals, sometimes jokers, or the lucky ones get a royal.’
Dave sniggered and playfully punched Johnny in the arm. ‘Shut up with your wise words, you wanker, and go and get old dirty bollocks a girl before he kicks off. I wonder if he needs anything to keep his old fella hard tonight because, let’s face it, he’s no spring chicken, is he?
‘Too much information, mate. I do my best to block it out.’
Johnny knocked before he entered the bedroom and met the eyes of the girls in there. There were at least five in that night. They looked happy enough and were all getting ready for the night ahead. The boss had invited a few friends over and it was up to this lot to keep them happy. Johnny stood at the door with his hands on his hips and looked about the room. All eyes seem to dip to the floor, knowing the reason why he had come. The boss wasn’t the nicest man they’d met and some of the stories the girls told each other stuck in their mind. Some girls went up to see the big man and they never returned. Nobody asked any questions. Johnny clicked his fingers up in the air over at Elena. She was a new girl, only in the country for a few months. She was pretty. Long, natural curly brown hair and flawless skin, no make-up needed. A natural beauty. She pretended she’d not seen him at first, but one of the other girls nudged her to get her attention.
‘You, get ready and I’ll be back for you in five minutes. Make sure you are clean and shaven. You know the man goes mad if you’re not.’ Johnny closed the door behind him.
All the girls huddled together whispering. They spoke in their own language, but the tone said it all.
Elena was led down the corridor by Dave. She was timid and only spoke a few words. Dave shot a look over at her and sighed. He stood at the door at the end of the corridor and paused before he knocked on. One last look at the girl at the side of him and he led her inside. The lights were down low now, soft music being played. Dave could see the back of his boss’s head in his large leather chair and walked up behind him.
‘A lovely new girl tonight for you.’
There was no reply. Dave waited a few more seconds and the left the room.
Elena stood in the same spot, eyes wide open, not sure of what was expected of her tonight. ‘Hello, I’m Elena,’ she said in a quiet voice. His hand reached over and stroked her leg, up and down, up and down. Tears welled in her eyes as she stood there not knowing what to do. His voice was firm as he pulled her onto his lap.
‘You do as I tell you to do, do you hear me? I own you now, you obey only me.’