Speakeasy, Doll - Ashton Irwin Fanfiction (Mob!5SOS)

Chapter 1

Cass stepped up to the microphone and put nothing but her best out there, all smiles and riffs. She always tried to hit all the sixes when she performed. Although she was the entertainment of the speakeasy, she had no interest in chopping off her locks to be like those flappers waltzing around the place. Yes, she showed her gams off for the world to see, but that didn’t meant she had to show her ears off too.

            By seven the joint started to come alive and with it finally being Friday, Mark was expecting the place to be packed and hopping by eight. Cass downed her drink in two gulps before hopping on stage and nodding to Julien. Instantly the band came to life again, blasting a darb tune that put gams on the floor.

            Club 96 was real swell. It had the best band in all of Chicago and drew in all the flappers, sheiks, and hoofers looking for a good time and a good glass of hooch. Mark, the owner was an old friend of the Irwin’s and kept the place going, bringing in the jack as long as they brought in the juice. With a band that was the bee’s knees and good liquor, Mark had made the joint a real keen place and Mr. Irwin was not complaining about the cash flow.

            Across the room, Ashton leaned up against the bar, watching the young singer perform. He’d just gotten back from the Canadian border, picking up a delivery for his pops with Michael and a couple of the other boys. They didn’t have too much trouble, nothing the guns that Calum supplied for them couldn’t handle. With the hooch in the warehouse and the payment accounted for, the boys headed to Club 96 for a round of drinks and maybe a bull session with Luke. He was the bartender and since Ashton’s dad was the one that supplied the joint with their liquor, he and his boys got free drinks.

Ashton set his glass down. “Hey, who’s the dame onstage?”

Both Michael and Calum looked up from their drinks, noticing the girl for the first time since they walked in. They usually didn’t pay much attention to the band.

Ashton could see them take in the singer, Calum smirking to himself and Michael’s eyes openly wandering her body.

“Her name’s Cassondra, some baby vamp my uncle hired to help pull in fellas. Doll’s got a nice voice and pretty face to go with it” Luke explained, pouring another drink for Ashton.

“Where’d he find her?” the oldest blonde questioned.

Luke just shrugged. “Not sure, but I know she’s no trouble if that’s what you’re wondering.”

            Ashton looked back at the stage just as the little dame finished her song. He liked how her eyes shined under the light. Never once had he been as interested in a girl as he suddenly was in her.

“You carrying a torch for that little songbird, Ash?” Michael smirked around a cigarette.

Ashton rolled his eyes. “Dry up before I take you for a ride.”

“Says you” Michael shot back.

            For being Ash’s best friend, Michael could be a pain, but he was the real McCoy and Ashton appreciated that. When Ash got to taking over the business, Michael was definitely his second in command and if anyone questioned him, they’d end up with a round of bullets in their chest, of course, provided by the Hoods.

“Oi, shut your traps, she’s coming over here” Luke suddenly said, noticing Cass stepping off stage.

“Luke, do me a favor…” Ashton began, motioning the bartender closer.