Veloce

ORION

I had been watching her from the moment I walked in. She looked like she had a lot of skill in poker plus she was my kind of lady. This place had a lot of different people, from hookers/strippers, to drug lords, men with lots power, killers and junkies. I would never expect to find a decent human being here, but this is the only place I could relax without feeling horrible about everything because very bad people came here too. I have enjoyed a lot of things in this club, from ladies to shots and a lot of other things. The lady kept looking at the other poker players, like she was studying them and taking hints from them. I kept watching and downing my scotch till the game was over and she stood up and talked to the dealer. The dealer came back with a briefcase which I suspected had cash in it. Seems like she won, cheers to her. I wanted to approach her but she seemed to be in a hurry and I would probably see her again soon. She was really hot, with her dress clinging on to her. Dirty thoughts invaded my mind, but I imagined fucking her really hard on the poker table, but I guess we will save that for next time when I see her here again.

She took the briefcase and then started to walk backwards like someone was following her. Then I saw two men approaching her and I knew this lady had to be in big trouble. Usually when guys like those approach someone, either they take them to the owner of the club where they would question for something, beaten and tortured or killed. This club was illegal in every kind of way and it was underground. When you get in you have to show your card or club ID to the bouncer, and then he would swipe it on the machine that would record your information. Many people used fake names or code names, so long as you didn't bring any trouble to them. She disappeared into the crowd and I started following them, taking slow steps. I kept looking over the crowd to see where they were going since it was dark. Then I saw one of the bouncers grab her and they turned around and started walking towards my direction. I looked at her and expected her to look the least bit scared but she wasn't. In fact she had no emotion on her face and you could not tell if she was going to try and escape or do anything. They kept on dragging her till they were near me and I made eye contact with her. Her eyes were cold and they held some fire in them. I kept on staring till they walked past. I grabbed one of the men by the neck and pushed him toward a wall. I did not wait to see what happened to him and immediately dealt with the other man. By this time it seemed like more men were coming towards us. Then the one thing I hadn't intended for to happen, happened. 

She grabbed one of the men who was trying to get up and punched him square in the face. It was perfect, it even made a sound and the man pretty much passed out on the spot. Then it clicked in that there were more men in black to deal with. I immediately started punching and kicking them till they were all down and it was now our cue to leave before more men came. She started running for the door and I followed her, then she stopped turn around and looked at the room. She was holding her briefcase, so she hadn't forgotten anything. Then she charged for an old man, who I recognized to be the owner of the club. She hit him in the head with the briefcase and then grabbed his neck and pushed him toward the wall. By this time I was getting worried that more men would be coming. I didn't show it but I felt it. She whisper-talked something into the owner's face and the owner seemed scared. He looked like he would die in seconds. He said something back to her and then she let go of him. By now everybody had seen the incident. We definitely had to leave now. She started walking faster towards me and we left.