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“I wonder who you’ll sub for tonight, Lex.” A high-pitched voice has me backing into the hedge more as their heels click along the path.
“I hope Mr. F,” the other one replies. I roll my eyes, knowing who they’re talking about.
My heart races; this is my chance.
As they waltz past me in a fit of giggles, I step out of the shadows and slip in behind them as they approach the entrance. They swipe their keycard and it opens.
After they step through, I put out my hand to hold it open for myself. The blonde girl turns her head and looks straight at me.
“Thank you. It’s my first night here.” I smile as sweetly as I can.
She scrunches up her face, looking me up and down. I resist the urge to headbutt her for being such a judgmental bitch. Another reason I never had girlfriends growing up and found myself tied to a gang from the age of fifteen. I shake my head. I don’t have time to dwell on that right now.
“Come on, I wanna get in there.” Her friend nudges her and she lets go of the door, letting me step through.
The second I walk through, the aroma of vanilla mixed with sex fills my nostrils. The girls head off on their mission down the dark hallway, and I follow behind them.
“Come on, we can show you where to go,” the other blonde girl says, pushing her hair from her bare shoulder.
“Can I take your coats?” The woman behind the desk asks as we approach.
I shuffle mine off and hand it to her, revealing my tight black dress that plunges between my breasts, showing off the tattoo between them that scales down across my ribs.
“Thank you.” I give her a smile as I hand it over.The two girls push open the gold doors and saunter down the hall. I trail along behind, keeping my eyes down to not attract any attention.
If Frankie and his men are here, they would spot me. So, I try to hide behind these two bundles of joy in front of me.
“Girls, you’re late. He’s expecting you. Keep your head down, remember?”
I look up and quickly drop my gaze back down to the floor. It’s one of the guys who works with Frankie. The one I can’t put a name to.
A brunette hostess wearing only a set of stockings opens the red door up for us and I follow behind the girls, mimicking their position.
The first thing I’m greeted by is a woman’s ass as she’s bent over a dark-haired man. His navy suit pants are framing her, her hands gripped onto his muscular legs. Another dark-haired woman is positioned on her knees on the floor behind her, her face between her legs, pulling her ass cheeks apart and going to town.
Desire pools in my core. I scan my eyes up. I’m not one of these girls. Now that I’m in, I don’t need to bow my head.
All the air is knocked out of my lungs as the man tips his head up, his cold gray eyes meeting mine. Him.
The shock on his face is there for a second before his cold resolve masks it.
He roughly laces his fingers through the blonde’s hair and pushes her down so she gags. His eyes don’t leave mine as he gives me a smirk.
The two girls I entered with discard every shred of clothing they have on and drop to their knees beside him, keeping their heads down.
I plant my feet firmly in place, tightening my grip on the door handle. My brain is screaming at me to leave. This is dangerous, not just for my safety but for my head. I can’t let him get to me.
I shouldn’t be turned on by him. Yet, I’m clenching my thighs together, a complete horny mess.
“Now you’re here, why don’t we play a game?” Frankie’s voice just heats me even further.
I can’t physically tear my eyes from his. I’m under his spell. His eyes dart to my hand on the handle and he raises an eyebrow.
He thinks I can’t do this.
I straighten my spine, dropping my hand. “What do you suggest?”
A grin twitches on his lips. Frankie’s grip tightens in the girl’s hair, causing her to moan.
