It was already dark when Jennie pulled up to Blazing Passion.
The one streetlight hummed and struggled just like it had the first night she'd come to the club. That night seemed like a million years ago and so too did the anxiety she'd felt.
Crossing the parking lot, her high heels clicked and her tight leather skirt swished a little against her backside. A man near the door grinned and nodded to her as he lit up and she waved to him even though he was bare-assed and still a little creepy.
Nothing in the club scared her now, and when she stepped in the door and saw and heard the roar of laughter from her colleagues, she didn't run off or burn with embarrassment and shame. Instead, anger and amusement passed through her.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she asked, making her way to the bar. Though slightly unnerved, she hid it well and downed a shot of tequila.
"Us? What about you?"
"Holy shit! She's really here!"
"In fishnets and stilettos!"
There appeared to be five or six of them, most of them men. Jennie remained calm and ordered another shot of tequila from Cord who was giving her a curious look. She knew he was about to blow, and from the looks of the guys sitting at the bar, he wasn't the only one.
Jennie slung back her shot and turned to face them. As she did she saw Hue-ri and Park Shin-hye in the far corner. Both were watching her. She crossed to them slowly, surprised at seeing Hue-ri.
"Ladies," she said. "Enjoying yourselves?" They were holding hands and Jennie wasn't sure if it was out of fear or something more.
Hue-ri was quick to speak. "I had no idea where we were going. They just said we were going out for a drink."
"Well, why don't we have one? On me?"
Shin-hye just stared at her, eyes wide. She kept looking Jennie up and down, and Jennie was amused. She'd never seen Shin-hye so quiet before.
"Or maybe not." She turned back to the men. They were taking bets and talking about who Jennie would get it on with. She was surprised at how calm she still was. At how meaningless these men and what they thought were. Still...she did have to work with them.
"You assholes need to go," Cord suddenly belted, silencing them.
Jennie approached. "Wait a minute. They had the card, right?"
He gave her a hard look and eventually nodded. A man at the bar spoke. "One of 'em did."
"Which one?" Jennie asked.
Kai's face fell as they all pointed to him. Jennie walked up and held out her hand. "Let's see it, Kai."
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Blazing Passion ( Jenlisa Adaptation)
Fanfiction*This story isn't mine. All rights and credit to the original author B.Ronica* What Lalisa Manobal seeks is simple. What she needs is complicated. Woman. She has one a night at Blazing Passion, sometimes two. And she gives them what no one else can...