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“Partly a sex club.”
I cleared my throat and Nora turned to me, looking me up and down.
“Don’t tell me you’re nervous?” Her voice hinted at amusement.
I growled low and deep and finally it was our turn to enter. The doorman looked us up and down and I wondered if he was about to search us.
Nora began to speak softly in a bout of Italian. I picked up a few words feeling like an idiot that I barely knew my mother tongue. The man checked his list and stepped to the side and just like that we were allowed into the Hellfire Club.
“He just let us in?”
Nora smirked under the dim light. “Yes, and I couldn’t put this shit on the company credit card. Marge, that heffa, down in accounting would have a field day with seeing something like this charged.”
“How much?”
Nora shrugged. “I put it on my credit card.”
“Nora?”
“It was like ten thousand to get in here tonight,” she sighed.
I wanted to stop dead in my tracks. Nora really was on top of her shit and I couldn’t do anything but stand and admire her for a second.
You could also fuck her this evening,my dark entity snarled inside of my brain.
No,I replied.
You can, and you should.
Taking a breath, I started walking again and came to stand by Nora’s side. The lighting was dim and there appeared to be a stage getting set up for a performance. At the end of the hallway, a tall, graceful woman stood dressed in a white dress with a brooch on her shoulder. She was by a stand that had a desk lamp on it that offered just enough illumination to cause her pin to shine. My eyes evaluating that the brooch was actually a little torch carved out of fire opal. She had a clipboard in hand and her eyebrow raised the second she started talking.
“Good evening,” she spoke.
I nodded and again let Nora do all the talking.
“Hi,” she spoke.
“You have come to Hell, I see,” the woman peered around Nora and noted our faces.
“Seems that way,” I smirked.
“The Hellfire club has many different…tastes. You don’t have to partake in anything that does not give you…pleasure.”
Nora started to grin and used her shoulder to bunch me with it. “Well, I paid for us to have an experience, right honey?”
She was enjoying the fuck out of this and all I could do was go along with it. If I blew our cover and pulled a gun and started shooting this place the fuck up, I’d never find Gisella. My eyes scanned the room and back to the stage. A woman was placing a guitar over her head and starting to sing some dark intoxicating song. I noticed that those sitting below the stage were exactly watching…
Looking to the closest door, a woman was about to get tag teamed and we made eye contact. My eyes flew to Nora and she was blushing deeply.
“You see,” the hostess spread her hands out. “Inhell….nothing is forbidden. What are you names?”
Nora jerked her head away from the scene, and I noticed she was squeezing her legs together. She was once again turned on by the sight of others. She took a breath and gave our aliases.
“Spencer James and Olivia Baker…”
The woman nodded and we started our tour of the seven circles of hell. As we trailed after the lady with the brooch, I whispered into Nora’s ears.
“Where in the hell did you come up with those names?”
