The Party Club

As I enter the building along with Marcus, the loud banging music rushed through my body. It makes my dying soul alive.

The club was already pretty much crowded with wild dancing sweaty party poopers. As much as I wanted to join them, I'm not here to party. I'm here for business.

We went straight at the back of the bar where an extremely guarded door located.

Two men wearing black leather coat, rubberized skinny pants and combat boots stood beside the red door . They have strong body built and look that is very intimidating for ordinary people.

"Your name?", asked the shorter man on the left.

I flinched at the question. "Are you freaking interns? Tell your fucking boss that Damien is here." I spat. I glanced at Marcus who were busy looking around. The heck!

"Boss isn't here. Come some other time." the one on the right spoke and crossed his arms.

"Well then, tell Gallo to meet me outside this goddamn building or this business will be down in five minutes." I said. We were about to leave when Marcus suddenly shouted, "Tell him it's De Luca you damn assholes!"

I glanced back at the two men and smirked. They instantly tensed up upon hearing my last name then hurriedly followed us.

"Sir... Mr. De Luca, we're very sorry. Please do come inside." the two said in unison. Panic can be easily seen on their faces.

"The next time you enter a job, know your superior. Got it? Your ignorance could cut those cute lives of yours someday." I muttered before pushing through the door.

"Damn!" Marcus cursed. "Do we really have to walk through this narrow staircase? It looks like it would swallow us anytime." I laughed sarcastically at that.

"Come on. Stop complaining man..Let's just get this negotiation done and maybe we could join the poopers later."

We made our way up with him complaining and whining about how tired he already is. I could smack his head anytime for that. This asshole has no patience with stairs that is why I intended to give him room that is located at the fifth floor which is next to mine just to piss him off.

Everyday, he would ask me why I did not put elevators for easier access. I wouldn't answer him because he wouldn't still understand the reason. I know he would again complain why elevators don't have air inside. Huh, this pathetic asshole. What came into my mind why I ever make him my second in command, maybe because he is my bestfriend.

Muffled moans snapped me out of my trance as we approach the destination.

"The fuck? Oh, wait... wait. There's more." Marcus humorously uttered as he put his hand near his right ear and made face as we heard more moans.

The room consists of Thomas Gallo doing threesome with two hot prostitutes. He was still digging-in to the blonde's hole while busy eating the other one's pussy. This bastard can surely do multi-task.

I enjoyed watching the live porn in front of me so I still stayed silent and even silenced Marcus who was having a hard time not to get hard when watching the hot ladies do dirty. When I saw that they were near to heaven, I cleared my throat to remind them that they can't get out of this hell.

"Shit! Shit! Get out—get out!" Gallo shouted to the ladies. "Come on, faster. Get the fuck out!" he shouted at them again with mixture of frustration and panic.

"Why, Thomas, I'm still enjoying the show. You can continue while we're watching." I stated sarcastically. Yeah... as much as I enjoyed watching, I needed to get some business done.

"Can you... Can you get out first. I need to get changed." he said, pleading but of course my demon side won't just let him do that.

"No, you can wear your clothes in front of us. We've already seen you naked a while back. And to tell you, you're freakin' good, man."

"Can we get uh... chair? You don't want us to stand here all time ya'know because it won't do you any good if that's the case." a very impatient Marcus said, looking back at the direction of the ladies who were busy changing into their clothes.

"Do you have any spare room?" he asked Thomas. Why, fuck?! "And do you mind if I get those ladies with me?" no shit!

"Do you really have to do now?" I glanced at Marcus who looked like he was struggling inside. "Fine... Can you just give them to him. He needs to release or he'll explode." I avert my gaze to Thomas who hesitantly nodded.

"Here's the key. To your left, there's a room. It's silent proof ." He said and throw the key to Marcus. "Good luck with the party! They're good!" He shouted as Marcus went to the ladies who were about to leave and drag them to the spare room and before he approach the said room, I shouted, "Don't you fucking get STD!" he laughed and said, "Fuck you too, Dam. Get a girl tonight, you loner!"

"OK... Let's get down to business." I said, breaking the awkward silence. He nodded at the direction of what I think is his office.

We talked and agreed of the terms on how we can expand the selling of the new drug. We were in the middle of conversation when suddenly moans erupted the room.

I glanced at Thomas who was busy signing the contract. "I thought you said the room is a silent proof." he just shrugged and said, "I thought so too."

Minutes of our conversation, Marcus together with the ladies came out of the room. They looked high and smelt smoke. "Did you smoke marijuana?" I asked but they just laughed. Yup they really did.

"Okay, let's go Marcus!" I grabbed him thru his coat and told him that we still have plenty of clubs to rummage. He looked like he was ready to cock fight again. Oh, this damn fuckboy.