Upon entering the club, we passed through the small kitchen where our cooks were busy preparing for the night and then walked out of the kitchen. There was a massive bar to the left with a marble bar top and black leather stools. The floors were epoxy, checkered in metallic red and silver.
I tried to ignore the eyes on us because I'm sure the people noticed that I was surrounded by three sexy Horsemen brothers who were practically celebrities around here. It also didn't help that they wouldn't stop touching me.
Azrael held my hand while Abaddon kept running his fingers through my hair, and Beel looked at me like he was about to shove me up against the wall. As I clenched my thighs, I blushed and realized I wasn't wearing underwear, which prompted three smirks.
I rolled my eyes as we followed Beel through the crowd, then made our way to behind the stage. I felt giddy as we walked through the doors marked "Employee's Only."
When we entered the door, we entered a small break lounge where a group of dancers awaited their turns on stage.
"Hello, boss one, boss two, and boss three, what brought you three here?" a woman dressed in a sexy lion tamer costume consisting of a three-piece with gold-trimmed garter romper, a bullwhip, velvet waistcoat, star bustle bow tie, velvet hat, black gloves, fishnet stockings, and golden chains finished off with knee-high boots.
"We would like to introduce our newest employee, Angelique Park, to you. She will be training to become a dancer a few times a week," Beel explains, "Until she is trained, she will be a waitress."
Bridget was a beautiful woman with long auburn-colored hair, pale skin, and dark green eyes. She looked around five-foot-ten and was leanly muscled with long muscular legs. I felt a bit intimidated by Bridget's striking appearance, but she couldn't help noticing how confident and comfortable the other woman seemed in her own skin.
Four other dancers were sitting around the room wearing sexy circus costumes: Heather Jackson, Amelia Brown, Kyle Michaels, and Conner Smith.
Bridget narrowed her eyes scornfully as she watched the guy's behavior toward me.
Thankfully, I was saved by a good-looking man with dark chocolate skin, brown eyes, and long black dreadlocks bundled into a sexy man bun. He was also tall, possibly around six and a half feet tall and muscular, wearing an unbuttoned, sleeveless red shirt, exposing his chiseled abs, black pants, and black and red checkered shoes.
"You have a little drool right there," Abaddon jokes as I stare at the walking sex god from hell, "That is Drax Taylor, and I know for a fact that he prefers men," he adds with a wink.
"And how do you know this?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him with my arms crossed."
"I….ahhhh…..I played both fields before we found you," Abaddon explains, "I hope that doesn't bother you."
I just shrugged as Drax motioned for Bridget and the others to get ready to walk onto the stage in five minutes, then walked over to us.
"Who is this?" asked Drax, motioning to me.
"This is our newest worker Angelique; she will be training as a dancer twice a week." says Abaddon, then turns to me, "Drax is my assistant manager and dance instructor, and he will be the one teaching you the routines."
"I look forward to working with you," Drax said as he shook my hand.
After the club tour, we returned to Michael's office, where we found him sitting behind the desk talking to a man who looked a little older than me.
"Ah, here she is now," says Michael with a smile as he rises from his chair," Angel, I would like you to meet Casey Fox; he will be training you starting tomorrow."
Casey was about five-foot-eight, built like a walking stick bug with short spiky neon pink hair, a pink septum nose ring, and ice-blue eyes lined with kohl that made them pop.
"Hot shit, batman, I think you have to be the sexiest woman I have ever seen!" Casey exclaimed as he rose from his seat to give me a hug.
When all four Horsemen brothers nodded and looked at me with a heated looks, I rolled my eyes and hugged Casey back.
When Casey pulled away, he said, "Now I have to head upstairs for my shift. I will see you tomorrow, beautiful."
After Casey left the room, Michael closed and locked the door before pulling me in for a deep kiss.
"Will you come home with us tonight?" he asked.
"As much as I want to, I think I will pass for today. I want to go home, take a hot bath, and contemplate everything I learned today." I replied, "If all goes well the rest of the week, maybe I will stay over this weekend."
Michael looked a little defeated at my decision but nodded in understanding, "Alright, I can work with that," he said before leaning in for another kiss.
The fact that he chose to let me go home over throwing me over his shoulder and demanding I come to his house made me happy. So, I surprised him by wrapping my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss; his golden-brown hair came free of its binds and fanned around us. The silky strands tickled my skin as he lifted me into his arms.
When a knock sounded at the door, Michael froze, then growled, making me shiver when the vibrations rubbed against my hard nipples.
"Who is it?" Michael growled as he lowered me to the floor, "It's Casey, sir, I am sorry to bother you, but Richard Skank just walked through the door; I thought you would like to know."
Michael sighed as he straightened his suit, "I will send someone to watch him; thank you for letting me know." he said, walking over to his desk to pull out a brush to run through his hair.
"Looks like you are busy," I explained, "I think it's time for me to head home."
Michael finished rebinding his hair and returned to my side, "If you insist, then I will have to suffer without you until I see you again tomorrow."
Abaddon snorted a laugh at the sight of his big brother acting like a child who got his favorite toy taken away.
I just rolled my eyes and smiled as I wrapped my arms around him for a hug, "Such a big baby," I teased, "I think you will be okay."
Michael pulled me in for one last kiss before the other three got their turns.
"I will take you home," says Azrael as he pulls his keys out of his pocket.
I shrugged, then hooked my elbow through his, "I won't say no to a free ride home from such a hottie like you," I teased.
A smile lit up Azrael's face as he leaned in for a kiss, then left the office with me on his arm, strutting like a peacock with a smile.
"You four are nothing but a bunch of dorks," I joked as I followed him to the beautiful shink blue Bugatti with black racing stripes and black leather seats with blue stitching. I gaped in awe when he rushed to open the passenger-side wing door.
"I'm glad I let you take me home," I stated as I slid into the car.
"Ask me anytime, and I will give you a ride," he teased with a wiggle of his brows.
This made me giggle as he shut the door; he was so incorrigible.
After the car purred to life, Azrael laced his fingers through mine as we pulled into the streets.