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The boy was a vision made in heaven. His body moved to the beat of the music while his hips thrust with long, deep purpose. If it was possible to fuck alone onstage, Levi had it down to an art form.
Watching as the boy played with his ass onstage, Chase discreetly palmed the boner tenting from his own pants. It was hard not to press down on your dick when the finest piece of ass known to man was up on stage, teasing you and all the other men watching in the room.
Speaking of other men, it wasn’t long before Chase decided to head back to his room for everybody’s safety. Repeatedly, he watched as horny older gentlemen eagerly tucked cash into Levi’s briefs before gingerly grazing the back of their hand along the boy's silky-smooth skin. Some men caressed his abs, while others skimmed his thighs. Then there were others who were bold enough to grab Levi’s ass before shoving another fifty down his underwear.
Levi gave each patron a devilish smile, while Chase wanted nothing more than to stab each man in the eye. As he said, it was safer for everyone if Chase retired to his room for the evening. These were feelings and thoughts he should not be having, especially for someone involved in his case.
Watching as the shadows cut across the ceiling, Chase picked up his phone and glanced at the time.
Two a.m.
Good enough.
He hopped off the bed and peeked out the bedroom door. There didn’t appear to be anyone around in the hallway. Perfect.
Pulling his cell from his pocket, Chase quickly fired off a text to his boss.
CHASE: We’re on.
MARC: Give me two mins.
Chase stepped back into his room and waited in the darkness.
MARC: Security is set. You got thirty minutes.
With that, Chase shoved his phone back in his pocket and pulled open his bedroom door.
The hallway was still empty.
Chase carefully slipped out of his suite and crept silently down the hallway. He had to wait until most of the foot traffic had retired for the evening before he could go exploring. This was his chance. He had to take advantage of every opportunity to figure out who the author of the journal was and how to locate the psychos written about in the pages.
Last night had been a bust. Well… a good bust. A bust in the eyes of his employer but a blast in the eyes of his.
He got to spend time with one of the sexiest men on the planet, but he also lost an opportunity to investigate and gather evidence. He didn’t want to tell Marc about his shortcomings, so he simply told him that there were too many people around to go snooping last night. Marc seemed to buy it. Shit happens, you need to adapt.
To help with his snooping, Marc hacked into Matteo’s security feed and downloaded footage from a few nights ago. He then worked his magic, looping the footage into tonight’s security feed so that Chase was able to roam the hallways undetected.
At this hour, most guests had either left La Maison de M or retired to their suites for some after-hours fun with whichever companion they had chosen for the night.
As he walked past each door, music could be heard, drowning out the sounds of muffled moans and groans and whatever other sinful activities were taking place. It seemed that the wicked never slept. Especially in this place.
The sound of a doorknob turning had Chase diving around a corner. He listened as two men said their goodbyes before one of them walked past Chase hiding in the shadows. Once the man passed, Chase peeked around the corner just in time to see the naked bum of Shawn disappearing back inside his bedroom.
Shawn was one of the bartenders who Chase had met earlier in the day. It appeared that dancers were not the only one’s getting their cock’s drained by the guests of the Maison.
At the end of the hallway, he came to a large door that led to Matteo’s private office. It was one of the many rooms Levi had pointed out during his tour of “Hard-on Castle.”
Chase approached the office door, taking a second glance at the camera pointed straight at the door, hoping that the video feed was still looped. Otherwise, this was going to be a very short investigation.
He double-checked his phone.
No new messages.
Well, this was it. Chase pressed his ear up against the door and listened.
Silence.
He reached for the knob on the door and tried it.
