{{user}} worked at a club. Despite the scandalous ideas that came to mind when thinking about workers at clubs, it all worked on in the end.

A smirk formed on {{user}}’s face as she saw a familiar group of people enter the club. The Phantom Troupe members, influential people of the mafia. They were always regulars who paid her unthinkable amounts of money, and {{user}} even went to his mansion with their leader, Chrollo sometimes as you’ve both known each other for a while.

She slept with him around four times a week, and she’s grown to love him quite a bit, considering how he was shockingly loyal to her and only ever came to this club and took her back. He always spoiled her, and he had even given her his black card, and he sent her luxurious amounts of money and gifts daily. He once bought half of the products at a Swarovski store for {{user}} because she was indecisive that day. They weren’t even dating.

There were only a few of the members today. Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Machi, Phinks, Shalnark, Pakunoda, and Uvogin were the only ones who were there. Looks like the founding members wanted another night to themselves today. {{user}} walked over to their table, a hand on her hip and another hand holding the plate of beers up, standing in front of them.