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He groans, then takes a large mouthful of whiskey, grimacing. "It's not. It's rich people paying for what they want. No point having those who aren't into what I'm into around my sex scene."
I think about what he's stating. Then ask, "How did I see the Dom with the three subs on stage if I wasn't in area three?"
"Easy. He agreed to keep the focus on the woman." Colton downs his drink, refills it, then spins in my direction, exclaiming, "Wait! Why did you ask about the auctions?"
More heat fills my face. I admit, "Riggs bought me in one."
His jaw drops.
I slap the back of my hand on his chest. "Don't look at me like that."
"Sorry. I've been out of the loop, but I wouldn't have known. I'm not privy to activities that happen in area two," he admits.
"You're not?"
He shakes his head. "No. The confidentiality clause is a real thing, even from one area to the next."
"Oh."
The SUV comes to a full stop. Kalim opens my door. I make a mental note to inform him he needs to wait for me to knock on the window, then get out.
Colton follows, slips his arm through mine, then leads me inside a large stone mansion.
"Where are we?" I ask, glancing around the grand marble foyer.
He assesses the room, then replies, "Who knows. I don't think we're in Detroit anymore though."
"West Bloomfield," a server with a tray of champagne informs us.
Colton takes two, hands me one, then asks, "Where's the bar?"
The server points at the door. "Through there."
Colton downs his champagne and leads me into another room. He says niceties to random people approaching us until we get to the bar. He says to the bartender, "Whisky, three fingers, neat."
I tease, "Don't get specific or anything."
He smirks, and the bartender hands him the drink.
I add, "Riggs doesn't think alcohol should be more than two fingers."
Colton's face fills with a smug expression. "Does he now?"
"Yep."
"I'll keep that in mind when I see Daddy next." He grabs my arm and escorts me around the mansion, introducing me to people who display way too much enthusiasm over us.
It doesn't take long for me to realize that Riggs was right. There are people half-naked and even having sex in different areas of the house for all to witness. And I saw a lot when I was a server at Cheeks and with Riggs at Club Indulgence, but I didn't expect this at a party.
Colton introduces me to many people, downing three glasses of whiskey to my one flute of champagne.
Whenever I turn around, Kalim's looming in the background. He stays far enough away but close enough to attack someone if needed.
The third glass of champagne begins to go to my head, and I grab Colton's arm.
He teases, "Whoa! You okay, superstar?"
"Can we sit down?" I ask.
