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“Nope.” Jelly popped the ‘p.’

“Why?”

“Because I’d bet she’s had her mouth on ninety percent of the cocks present at Sugar at any given time.”

“Maybe she likes it. She seemed to.”

“Maybe she does. But she’s always trying tosteal other hostess’ tables by offering to suck the men off under the table. It pisses all of us off.”

“Well, why don’t you come out of here with me?”

“I guess I will. But don’t touch me. You’ve touched her, and I’m sure she’s fucking diseased.”

Jesus. I looked back at Daniela, still happily sucking the two guys off. Was she diseased? What if she’d given me an STI? But that couldn’t be true. I knew Carmen insisted all the girls and members show proof of negative testing monthly.

I held the door open for Jelly.

Enzo was waiting on the other side of the hallway. He gave me a lazy smile, a twinkle in his eyes. I resisted the urge to flip him off. “Jelly, why don’t you ask Marigold to bring drinks to the VIP rooms?” He turned to me. “Paolo, let’s go sit down.”

I followed him to one of the tables with a view of the entire club.

“Why’d you set me up like that?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he lied.

“You knew Jelly hated Daniela and you made sure she saw me getting sucked off by her.”

“How was I supposed to know what you were doing in there? For all I knew, you and Daniela could have been playing chess.”

“Fuck off, Enzo.” I could tell he wasn’t going to give me a straight answer. “What did you want to talk about?”

“We’re a go for the ‘elite auction.’ Carmen thinks we should call it the Vanilla Auction.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Why?”

He chuckled. “Vanilla is very expensive, plus most of the women who would be in it would be ‘vanilla’ in personality, attitude, the bedroom, you name it.”

That made sense. I might not like it much, but it made sense. “Do you think the sex will be awful with the women in the Vanilla Auction?”

Enzo paused like he was thinking hard about it. “I don’t know,” he finally answered. “I’ve fucked society girls who wereamazing in bed, and strippers from here who were just okay. And vice versa. It all just depends on the woman.”

I hoped I got a woman who was heavily into sex, but something made me doubt that I’d be so lucky.

“She’s thinking the first one will be in a couple of months. Is that enough time for you?”

I gave a quick nod. “Perfect.”

“Great. It’s settled then. I might actually join you in that auction. I’m tired of having to find ‘proper’ society girls to take to functions as well.”

“Sounds good,” I said, pleased that my suggestion was finally landing on the right ears. And, of course, everyone had known for years about Enzo and Ella. I wondered if he’d gotten over her yet, or if he was still in love with his best friend’s wife.

CHAPTER TEN

Paolo

“Dr. Lanetti, I hired the new front desk receptionist, but I think I should warn you before you see her…”

“What?” I finally focused fully on the sweet, middle-aged woman practically jogging to keep up with me. I slowed my pace a little and quit looking at the chart in my hands.