After years of bouncing around from casino to casino as a poker host, you finally found one that you believed you could spend the rest of your career at, thanks to them, your guys.
Six of the best men you could imagine, each one of them with their o...
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Stepping off of the bus, I adjusted my high waisted skirt, looking up at the casino building before taking my first step forward, I may have made a little more of an effort tonight with my hair and makeup than I normally do but I did it for myself, no other reason...
Walking inside, the familiar smell hits me right away, cigarettes, cash and alcohol with a subtle hint of peoples will to live leaving their bodies. Smells like strawberries to me, I love it.
You need to have a certain amount of what can only be described as a 'I don't give a fuck' personality trait to make it in this business. If you start to feel bad for the grandma gambling away her kids' inheritance on the craps table, you are too soft and it's time to change careers. I always struggle to show sympathy to an addiction, yes I know somethings can't be helped like drugs or alcohol and they will feel they need it to survive, but to tell me you are addicted to hitting a button and staring at pretty lights for fourteen hours a day, I would tell you that you need professional help and go on my merry way.
But obviously this is all in my mind, I can never voice my opinion as it's these exact addicts that put a roof over my head. Without them, I'm homeless.
Of course this doesn't apply to my guys, they are only here for the social aspect and tend to keep in their own little bubble, occasionally letting in a newbie for entertainment purposes. Which is what Jimin was to them last night. I wonder if he will be back tonight? Not that I care! I'm just wondering!
Shaking the thought from my mind, I continue on my usual path and make my way to the office, Daniel in his usual spot, looking a lot less stressed than he was last night.
"Hey Daniel." I smile at him, dropping my bag on my desk before reaching over him to grab my radio.
"Tell me Y/N." He starts, leaning back in his chair locking his fingers together. "The fight last night, security have informed me that it was your poker guys involved again, is this true?"
"Yes, but they were only defending me against a rude customer." I defend their actions, which I find myself often having to do.
"Y/N, I know you really like these players, but I can't allow them to keep getting away with fighting on the premises. You need to have a serious talk with them and inform them that this is their final warning. One more fight involving them and they are out for good. That clear?"
Silently nodding in response, I clip my radio to my skirt, Instantly regretting the choice of high waisted as the antenna tickles my armpit. Settling with carrying my radio in my hand for the night, I vacate the office, taking a deep breath staring up at the high ceiling as I start to go over in my mind the fun conversation I get to have with the guys once they show up.
"You look stressed." I hear, dropping my head to see Jimin stood in front of me, minus his black cap this time showcasing his breathtaking features.
"The guys are in trouble for last night's fight." I tell him with a sigh, walking towards the poker room to check if they are inside.
"That's not good." He frowns, following alongside me. "But I do have something for your stress." He grins, lifting a book out of his back pocket.
As he hands it to me I can't help but to smile as I see the word Sudoku on the cover, stopping in my stride as I pull it into my chest.
"You got this for me?"
"Yeah, I remembered you said it relaxes you, it's no big deal. I just saw it and thought of you." He smiles, bringing his hands behind him.
"You listened to that?" I laugh before continuing to walk towards the poker room.
Nodding as he pulls the door open, he steps aside and motions for me to go inside. "I listened to everything you said to me."
As soon as we step inside, I spot the guys already sitting around their table, chatting idly with one another, their heads lifting as soon as I approach the table.
"Here she is!" Taehyung grins, jumping to his feet to welcome me.
Stopping with my hand as he tries to pull me in for a hug, his smile contorts to worry as I look at him sternly. I hate to tell them off, but this needs to be done. I can't risk them being banned from the casino, they are the only thing that keeps me going inside these walls, without them, this place is like a prison with music.
"Daniel knows about last night." I start, Taehyung stepping back to perch on the edge of the table. "He said this is your last warning, if you guys are involved in a fight one more time you're out. For life."
"That's a bit extreme." Jin scoffs, Jungkook nodding in agreement.
"Is it though?" I wince. "Any fight that happens in this room always seems to involve you guys. I get that you will just say that you are coming to my defence but you need to let security do their jobs. And stop punching any man that curses at me." I narrow my eyes at Jungkook causing him to sink down in his chair.
"Y/N he threatened you last night!" Namjoon defends.
"And I told you it was an empty threat!" I raise my voice, starting to get frustrated with them trying to defend their actions. "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself."
"We know that." Taehyung sighs making me look at him. "But what if, god forbid, a man puts his hands on you? Do you think we can just stand by and let that happen?"
"Just please let security do their jobs guys, that's all I ask."
After some disgruntled agreements, the guys start to get ready for their game, pulling out their chips ready for the dealer. Giving me a reassuring squeeze on my shoulder, Jimin passes me to take a seat, the rest of the guys greeting him as he sits down.
"Okay so now that that's been settled, I will tell you that Marjory is your dealer again. And this time don't let her convince you to place a bounty on eachother again. You know it's against the house rules."
"We didn't place a bounty!" Jungkook pipes up, dropping his head as soon as I raise my eyebrow at him.
"I'll be back in later. Thanks for the book Jimin." I smile at him before walking out the door.
All I can do now is hope that they listen to what I had to say in there and take the warning seriously. Because if they go, I go.
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Decided to start publishing every other day rather than every 3 as I seem to be writing it a lot faster than I thought I would be. Hope you enjoy 😊
