Chapter Nine.
Mellisa’s Point of View.
“Hey Princess, you are something to look at aren’t you,” the older man with the tattooed bald head grins at me, his front tooth missing. I would say he was in his forty’s, by the look of him anyway. Not that I am going to look too hard, in case I am being rude. He does not look like the type of person I want to offend!
“Erm, hi,” I manage to say, feeling my cheeks burning from his compliment.
“Mel, this is Nut’s. He is an enforcer here at the club. Which is just another way of saying he is club security,” Kit introduces me.
“Aye princess, anybody gives you any grief, you come find old Nuts here, and I will sort the fuckers out for you. I have f****d people up for hitting on girls way less cute than you are before. Plus, you are family now, be
