You and the leader walk out of the hideout together, slick walking in front and you behind. Both of you pass through the alley way you came in through; currently riddled with dodgy characters, most likely to be drug dealers and criminals. You stuck close to him, you didn't want to get too close as you knew he had a temper, but he was the only one currently that you would even consider trusting around you at the moment. Exiting the alley way, you both stop at the sidewalk, Slick looking around for a cab to pull over; shortly after waiting, one pulls over beside the both of you.
Slick opens the door putting out his hand directing you to get in first. You just give him an expressionless 'thanks', before putting one foot in after the another, and sitting down as far away from Slick as you can. Outside the door Slick lights a cigarette before getting in, he didn't bother exhaling outside, instead he exhaled smoke through out the back seats of the cab. 'God what is wrong with this guy?' You click your tongue at Spades before opening the window; replacing the fumed air with the 'fresh' city breeze. "This where you wanted me to pull over?" the cab driver turned looking at Slick, "Mhm." 'Is this his idea of taking me out? Where the hell are we even?' "Slick where the hell are you even tak-" You were interupted by Spade's hand pulling you out of the cab and dragging you towards a door. "C'mon we're gonna be late Toots." He gave a little smirk back towards you knowing you hated him giving you nicknames. "Late for what exactly?" Your voice became ever more confused towards the man, he seemed so mysterious to you, he never told the full story nor did he show any respect towards anyone else, but you couldn't help but be intrigued by him and his ways. "God you're so eager" He grunted, "at least you're not as annoying as the rest of the assholes i have to work with." Before you could say anything in return he opened the building's door, revealing a beautiful polished oak bar, tables matching; scattered around the room and a small booth in the corner. "C'mon stop gaping Toots, over there." He gave you a slap on your behind, before pushing you in the direction towards the booth in the corner. You didn't argue, and slowly walked over to the booth.
"Come fucking on!" You heard Slick yell from behind you before he pushed you again. "Hey! Don't you touch me asshole!" He just rolls his eyes and smirks, "Or what?" His question kinda threw you, you weren't expecting him to reply the way he did. "Or ill, ill-" Slick growled and picked you up off of your feet and threw you over his shoulder, "Now i want you to shut up, got that? No smart ass games from now on." He said lowly. You knew from his tone that you should listen to what he requested. After you shut your mouth he walked over to the booth and sat you on the table, pushing you into the middle. "I wager her." You eyes widened before you glared at Slick who let off a smirk your way. "Now be quiet Toots." He put his feet up on the table and spun you around with his right foot. Once turned you were faced with three other men, all of which wore suits, each a different colour and style.
The man in the corner stood up and grinned "BY GOD SLICK! Your wagers get more extreme every time!" "Shut up Tony, I didn't come here to chit-chat, i want business." The man stood in the navy suit adjusted his tie and sat down, "Very well...I wager 10,000" "As do I," a low voice came from a brown suited man in the corner, he looked up to you and somewhat gave you a smile. He leaned over and took your hand, "Name, sweetie?" he stared into your eyes with his green orbs making your cheeks blush, then he coughed; bringing you back to reality. "Oh, um- It's (F/N)." "Hmm, i don't see why you won't be coming home with me tonight sweet." He smirked and kissed your hand. This only made Slick angry, "ARE WE GONNA FUCKING DO THIS OR WHAT?!" "Alright, alright...chill Slick" replied the first guy. The third guy didn't seem to take any interest in conversation and dealt out 5 cards to each of the men.
After a while of cards being dealt out and you being pushed all around the table to each of the different men, the last round was clearly set. It was between Slick and the brown suited man who had kept his eyes on you throughout the early morning. "Oh Slick your wagers amuse me, but i'm afraid there's no reason to continue." He placed down his hand in front of Slick, "Straight Flush." The man stood and took my hand, before he could take me anywhere Slick pulled me back to himself. "Royal Flush." Those were the only words that left Slick's mouth. "Show me!" The green eyed man stood fully, making himself dominant over everyone. Slick just threw his hand onto the table revealing each card: a 10, a Jack, Queen, King and an Ace; all of Hearts. "Fuck you Slick...Fuck you..." An angry sigh came from the mans breath as he left like all of the others who had lost before hand, leaving you sat on the table and Spades smirking, sat in his chair looking proud of himself. "See Toots, fun night wasn't it?" Slick gave you a toothy smile.
You look over to Slick and smile, taking off your right kitten heel. Before you even said anything you slapped Slick across the face with your heal, cutting his cheek into two bloody pieces of skin. "Next time asshole, wager your own fucking body! You don't own me!" You push yourself off of the table and walk out in anger, leaving Slick in a state of awe.
