Page 26 of Disturbed Lucidity

Chapter Seven

Ivy

Nothing really shocked me anymore.

The club brothers were partying again.

It was the same every night.

Music, booze, sex, and girls.

The crowd at the bar was larger than usual tonight, with the scent of alcohol and perfume mixing in the air. I even spotted a few civilians, their curious glances betraying their unfamiliarity with the clubhouse atmosphere.

Blocking out the noise of the crowd, I made my way to the bar. I found a safe spot for my backpack in a small cubby and grabbed a clean rag, giving Mouth a gentle tap on the shoulder. “Who is serving tonight?”

“Anne,” he said, sliding a cold beer towards a club brother, the condensation dripping down the sides of the glass.

The sound of my name being hollered startled me and made me look around to see who had called me.

I shifted my eyes away from Mouth, I couldn’t help but notice the piercing glare fixated on me when Luc shouted, “Whiskey!”

His booming voice echoed through the crowded bar.

I nodded, signaling my understanding and immediately reached for a clean glass and a fresh bottle. Carrying them in hand, I walked around the bar where I witnessed Gina trying unsuccessfully to give him a blowjob.

Out of all the club whores, Gina was the only one Luc would allow near him after he broke in the new girls. Even then, it was only to give him head. The fact that she serviced the president of the club made her think she was untouchable, believing she was better than everyone else. And of course, she made damn sure all the girls, including me, understood that she reigned supreme.

Like I gave a fuck.

Gina was nothing more than a cum bucket.

I placed the glass on the table, I poured the shot with utmost precision, relishing in the sound of the liquid glugging into the glass, which seemed to fill the entire room. Placing the bottle next to him, I could feel the intensity of his eyes as they remained locked onto mine. He had been acting strangely ever since I’d completely lost it and gone all Jason Bourne on those assholes. In fact, all the brothers had become intensely curious about me. Though I despised being in the spotlight, I silently prayed that the spectacle of my freak out would fade away in due time. After picking up the empty beer bottles, I righted myself.

“Anything else?”

That’s when Gina, the fucking whore, bumped into me, knocking me off balance. Quickly grabbing my tray, I glared at the bitch just as Luc responded with a resounding, “No.”

Looking around the table, I asked, “Anyone else?”

Indigo shook his head, and Frost held up a bottle of beer.

“I could use a fresh one, Ivy.”

“Coming right up.”

I winked mischievously, pivoting on my booted heel, and deliberately stomped on Gina’s ankle before striding off.

Hearing the audible snap, I grinned.

The bitch screamed, falling away from Luc’s exposed cock, crying while she grabbed her ankle.

“Oopsie. My bad.” I feigned shock before flipping the cunt off.

Making my way back to my spot behind the bar, I observed Luc shoving the crying bitch off him as he hastily tucked his flaccid cock back into his pants.

Bitch couldn’t even keep him hard.

With a bottle of whiskey in hand, Luc stormed off to his office, making sure to slam the door behind him.

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