Chapter 4 Law Frisky Missy Wednesday at 10:30 / Thursday at 4 am

When I started to walk back to the man with the beer in my hand, I could see that he was trying to pretend that he was not looking at me the whole time. The man would slightly look to see if I was still coming towards him. So when I got to the table, I put the beer right in front of him as I put a smile on my face.

"Thank you for the drink," the man smiled as he looked at me, this time without a glare on his face.

"You're very welcome, sir," I murmured with a smile so he would not ask why it took so long, "hope you enjoy your drink."

"I will," the man said, still smiling at me, not even caring to grab his beer next to him, "I was wondering if you've been working here for a long time."

"Yes, I have," I said as I looked at him with why the fuck are you asking written on my face, "is there something you need help with."

"I was wondering how many guys work at this club," smiled the man as he finally took a drink, "this beer is not bad."

"There are only two that work here," I lied as he looked at me with a smirk like he knew I was lying to him, "the barkeep and the owner of this club."

"You don't say," smirked the man again as he looked at me; this time, he was scanning me up and down, "yep and the rest or all women."

"So what do they call you," the man laughed this time, making his voice sound even more profound than before, "if you don't mind me asking."

Before I could tell the man my name, someone from behind me yelled out my name, "Alex!" when I looked behind me, it was Frank asking me to come over to him as he waved at me. "Sorry, I've got to go," I smiled as I looked back at him, "the boss is calling."

"So your name is Alex," smirked the man as he laughed a little, "My name is Law. I have something to ask you later; when are you off,"

"I'm mostly off around 4 am," I murmured as I turned to start walking to Frank, "I will not wait if you're not here when I leave."

"That's fine with me," the man was smiling more significantly this time like he finally found his prey, "I will be waiting."

As I walked away, I turned right when the man winked at me, making me blush a little. Why does someone have to be that hot? Mostly the men I see that come in are either good-looking but married or just good but are not married. I bet he has a lover, no one that hot is single. He might mess with me because I blush so quickly and look easily to mess with; everyone does it to me.

When I finally reached Frank, I could see he was not mad but worried about something this time. "What's up, Frank?" I smiled as I stopped in front of him, wondering what he was thinking with that 'I know I'm not your father, but you're like my kid' worried look.

"Why did it talk to you so long to help that man," Frank Said with the same look on his face as he looked me in the eyes, trying to find the answers there.

"Oh, it was nothing; we were just talking about the club," I smiled, trying to make him not worry so much, "it was his first time here, and he was just wondering is it all."

"If that is all," Frank murmured as he finally got rid of the look he had before, "Keep working okay and if anything happens, let me know. I will deal with it."

"I hope you don't have to worry," I laughed with a smile to make him smile a little, "I'm going back to work."

As I walked away from Frank, he smiled at me before returning to his office. After hours and hours of working, helping people to get their drinks when they asked. I was also cleaning every damn drunk person's vomit or every alcohol spill they made because all of them wasted from being drunk out of their minds.

When my shift came to an end, I ran to the break room so that no one could stop me. The Break Room was not big, but big enough for at least one wall with tall lockers covering the entire wall except the top with shelves full of boxes. A table with chairs and a sink with some counter room connected to the fridge.

As I went to my locker, I dressed out of the maid outfit and put on a pair of sweats and a tie shirt, but I put on a hoodie before leaving the break room. I did not take the light makeup off my face because I grew my brown hair long enough to pass my ears to make my face look like a woman. Also, my face never grows facial hair, making it more manageable.

As I left the break room, I scanned the club to see if I could see the man that said his name was Law. Before I started to think he left and was playing with me, I spotted him still sitting at the table where I first saw him. Also, why does that man look like the guy named River I saw at the casino I went to earlier today. As I shook my head, I started to walk to Law to see what he wanted to talk about earlier.