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“If anyone can, you can,” she says and walks me to the door. She watches as I walk down the stairs to the front entrance.
“I’ll be home late if all goes as planned,” I say. “Gramps works until around two just in case I don’t get back until after. He’s pretty quiet. I already told him you were staying.”
“I’ll be waiting,” she says. She decided to spend the night so we could blab the moment I get back from my night out at Nuage.
I wave at her and get into the waiting Uber, which takes me to downtown Manhattan and the exclusive club that’s an open secret, but still one of the hardest to get into in the entire state.
I got in through referral by another member — the member who first referred Sherri. She also referred me.
I can’t imagine the expression in The Monster’s eyes when he sees me walk through the front entrance and down into the opulence of Nuage’s interior. I visited the previous day to check it out with Lisa, who works there. Lisa got me in, so I could do a tour of the place.
How Harrison and I met is a story in itself. It’s a story that should make tonight so easy that I can’t fail. My job is to find my way into Harrison’s life even more deeply than I already am. I know he likes me. I know he’s attracted to me, but I’ve been on the outside of his real life.
I want inside. Imustget inside.
My heart rateis raised as we drive through the streets on the way to Nuage. I check my watch and see that it’s almost nine. Good. I want to arrive just as the party starts. The men and women who are members of Nuage are all wealthy investment banking types who work long hours in their Manhattan and Wall Street offices. Seven o’clock is a usual end time for their days, which begin at eight in the morning — sometimes even earlier.Eleven-hour days six days a week are frequent. Then, they party hard on the weekends.
It’s Saturday night, and while most people with regular jobs have Saturdays off, the business moguls who frequent Nuage don’t. Saturday night is their night to let their hair down, get down and dirty, drink, party and generally be licentious.
What will The Monster think when he sees me?
I’m hoping he’ll be happy and will introduce me to his private world.
If he does, I’ll know I’ll succeed. Then, it will be game over for Mr. Harrison James O’Connor.
As I get out of the Uber and walk up the stairs to the building with an ornate marble facade, I hope my plans come to fruition.
A uniformed doorman tips his hat and opens the door for me, admitting me into the cool dim interior of the club. To the left is an antique table with a young blonde woman dressed in a sleek red dress, her hair in an undo, with a clipboard and some papers.
“Good evening,” she says when I approach. “Can I have your name, please?”
“Natalia Matthews.”
She scans the names and then smiles. “I see it’s your first visit, Ms. Matthews. You know all about the NDA?”
“I do,” I say and smile back. “I already signed one about the club itself.”
“Good. You know you have to sign one about tonight as well, right?”
I nod. “Yes. Lisa made sure I knew the rules.”
“That’s great. You just need to read this over and sign the bottom. Then, you have to turn in your cell.”
“Will do,” I reply. I take the clipboard and read over the fine print on the document, but I’ve already seen one and know the contents. I’m prohibited from revealing the names or particularsof anyone I meet that night or any of the activities I see or hear spoken of. If I fail to abide by the NDA, I will be sued.
I sign on the bottom line. While the evening will provide me with a lot of information about the wealthy clients and their debauched pastimes when the cameras are off, I don’t care about any of that. The vengeful best friend in me only cares about one thing: seducing The Monster, getting dirt on him, and then exposing him for the Monster that he is. I want to see him fall from his high eyrie on Wall Street.
Then, I’ll be happy.
I turn in my cell, and then walk down the stairs into the club’s dim interior. Some electronic trance music is playing, the back beat rhythmic. People are on a dance floor, grinding against each other. Others are standing around the bar, drinking, while still others are sitting together at tables and raised booths, men with men, women with women, and a mix of both.
I don’t see anything debauched, but I know there are separate rooms where people can go to indulge in their particular pastimes and kinks.
Orgies, BDSM, role playing, gambling, drugs, you name it.
I take the last step down into the main club area and see Lisa in the distance. I’m glad that she's already here, because while I can make small talk to people I don’t know, I want the safety net of her presence until I warm up.
She comes over when she sees me.
