I shiver, thinking about the fierce, dangerous-looking Krylov heir. I start to exhale a shaky breath, when suddenly, the realization of what that means hits me.
Holy shit.
We’ve just eliminated all The Untouchables…except one.
No. Fucking.Way.
It can't have been Achilles.
He’s too…good. Too charming. Too much the golden boy of Knightsblood with a million-watt smile and movie-star dimples.He kickstarted the new endowment at Knightsblood recently. He was photographed on the red carpet screening of the latest Tom Cruise movie last spring with hisgreat-grandmotheras his date.
I try to swallow past the tightness in my throat.
“Well, case closed,” Wren shrugs. “It was Achilles.”
A heated sensation ripples through me.
“I don’t know.” I force out a nervous laugh. “Can you really see him walking around in aScreammask?”
Or chasing girls through the dark with a knife, calling them little prey, and fingering their pussies to a screaming orgasm?
Wren giggles. “I mean, not really. He’s such a fucking Boy Scout.”
“Forreal,” Galina grins.
Arianna delicately clears her throat.
“What?” Galina says, turning to Ari when she suddenly stops walking.
Our friend’s face scrunches up. “Uh…you know what, never mind.”
Wren snorts. “Oh, asif. What is it?! Spill! Now!”
Arianna’s face burns. “Uh…okay, I’m going to tell you something, but you cannot say aword, promise?”
“Cone of silence,” Wren says firmly, zipping her lips shut.
Ari grins. “Okay, so…I’vemaybesort of accidentally gotten access to my parents' master client list before.”
My eyes go wide.
Arianna’s parents, Dante and Tempest Sartorre, own and run Club Venom, a truly insane honest-to-fuckkink clubin the city. It’s ultra-exclusive, catering mostly to mafia types with money and dark tastes. Obviously, I’ve never been, becauseas ifI would ever go to a place like that.
The membership list is closely guarded. It’s alsoanonymous. Everyone wears a mask at Club Venom, along with—so Ari says—various colored wristbands that signify interest in different kink roles and fetishes.
I remember groaning if my parents would evenkissin front of me as a kid. I cannot fathom growing up with parents who run a fuckingsex club.
“And??” Galina gasps.
Arianna glances at the three of us and chews on her bottom lip.
“Aaaand…Achilles is a member.”
My jaw drops.
“What?!” Wren howls with laughter. “Come on!Golden BoyAchilles is a member of Club fucking Venom?!”
Ari’s lips twist. “Yeah, uh… I don’t think he’s as golden as you think.”
