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It’s a lounge with a cushioned sofa lining the wall, and a recessed sitting area in the middle with more seats, each of which sits a woman getting absolutely railed. The music is loud enough to mask the sounds of sex, but it’s still there.
My mind is scrambling. This is what Garrett does? This is his club?
Is this what people do in exclusive strip clubs? I haven’t seen one fucking stripper, though.
Two minutes ago, I was reminiscing with an old friend who’s been to my parents’ house on Thanksgiving, and now I’m standing in the middle of a fuck fest. Nothing makes any sense right now.
Movement catches my eye and I notice a woman walking through the room, seemingly unbothered by the display around her. She has long, sable black hair and full, pouty lips. She’s probably one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, and she carries herself like a modern-day Cleopatra.
I can’t take my eyes off of her as she passes by a round sofa, stopping to say something to a man in the middle of receiving a blow job fromtwowomen. Then without warning, her eyes are on me.
She’s walking toward me, and I start to panic. I need to get out of here, but she’s reeling me in.
“Oh, baby girl, you look lost,” she says sweetly as she touches my arm. On instinct, I flinch.
Pulling her hand back, she smiles. “I didn’t mean to scare you, but I noticed you were staring, and people don’t generally stare up in the VIP room.”
“VIP room?” I reply in a breathy gasp.
“Yeah. Are you lost? It’s a little calmer downstairs if you’d rather go there.”
“This isn’t a strip club, is it?” I ask, and the woman replies in a low chuckle.
“Wow, you are lost. How did you even get up here?”
“I’m one of the owner’s sister.” I have to keep my eyes on the thick lines of makeup over her eyes or else I’ll get too distracted by the movement and the moaning behind her.
“Owner’s sister?” she echoes, and there’s a definite furrow in her brow as if she’s thinking something through. Finally, realization dawns on her face. “Holy shit. You’re Mia.”
Confused, I nod.
“I’ve heard about you. I was actually looking forward to meeting you. But let’s get out of here. It’s not really the place for…conversation,” she says, glancing back at the action around her.
With that, she takes my hand, and I let her lead me across the room and through a curtained doorway, leaving the sounds of sex behind us.
RULE #21: IF MADAME KINK OFFERS YOU A TOUR, YOU TAKE IT.
Mia
Once we pass through the curtain, we’re in a slightly brighter room. I spot a bar and some tables. More couches…minus people fucking on them.
The sexy woman in black leads me to a high-top table and gestures to the bartender for two waters as I sit down, reeling from the room we just walked out of.
“You’ve heard about me?” I ask, figuring that was a good place to start. Since I have no idea who this woman is or what this place is, or even why the hell Hunter said Garrett would have called me to help out.
“Yeah, well, not from Garrett, naturally,” she says as she takes the seat across from me. “He never tells anyone anything. I get all of my info from Charlie.”
“And who are you?” I feel like an idiot, and my eyes keep dancing around the room, watching for Garrett to show up. We’re still upstairs, and judging by the red rope dividing this bar from the stairs that lead to the main room, I assume we’re still in the VIP area.
“I’m Eden,” she says, putting a hand out for me to shake. Her nails are long and painted a glistening gold. Everything about her is immaculate. “I’m a good friend of the owners, but I guess you could just call me a regular.”
“And Charlie?”
She giggles. “Wow, he really didn’t tell you anything, did he?”
I clench my jaw and press my shoulders back as I shake my head. If he was standing in front of me, I’d punch him right now. Sure, I probably shouldn’t have gone snooping around, but in my defense, I didn’t think I was on the set of a porno.
“Charlie is Emerson’s girl. She said you were mentioned in today’s staff meeting. Which is why Garrett called you. To talk about the event.”
