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Chapter Three

Club Rogue... Pre-auction...

“Master Raptor! What a delightful surprise to see you here tonight. Are you planning to bid at the auction?” The submissive manning the reception desk in the luxurious entrance hall cooed excitedly as she trotted closer. Her eyes were glowing as she devoured the mammoth man with an all-encompassing look.

Aria was shocked at how the thought of her Goliath scening with anyone disappointed her... or was it anger? Why did she find it so upsetting? Yes, he had openly flirted and all but propositioned her outside, but she didn’t know him from Adam, nor did it mean she had to experience...

What is it? Hell no! It can’t be possessiveness... Can it?

Aria smiled politely at the inquisitive look from the submissive, though her mind was buzzing with a whirlwind of emotions she couldn’t quite grasp. She pushed the unsettling thoughts aside and focused on the surroundings. The double-volume entrance hall was a spectacle to behold, a seamless blend of modern luxury and the same ancient Celtic mystique she had encountered outside.

The sandstone walls exuded a timeless charm decorated with intricate carvings that whispered tales of forgotten eras. Electric torches flickered along the walls, their warm glow mimicking the dance of flames from ages past. The play of light and shadow created an enchanting ambiance that seemed to beckon her deeper into the heart of the club... and promised debauchery.

Aria gaped in appreciation of the attention to detail—the plush velvet curtains draping elegantly from the high ceilings, the polished black marble floors gleaming underfoot, and the faint scent of exotic incense lingering in the air. It was a sanctuary of indulgence, a haven for those seeking refuge from the mundane world outside.

As she attempted to peek through the large door leading from the entrance hall into the club where other members entered, she couldn’t shake the sense of anticipation coursing through her veins. This was it—the beginning of her meticulously crafted plan, the first step toward achieving her goal.

With measured breaths, she steeled herself for the task ahead, ready to unleash the full force of her vengeance upon the unsuspecting Frazer family.

“Lollipop, you say, Master Raptor?” The sub’s voice yanked her back to the present. “Ah, yes, Miss Daisy asked me to ensure you’re taken on a tour of the club. Since it’s auction night, she’s unfortunately very busy and can’t do it herself.”

“Oh, that’s really not necessary. I’ll just—”

“I’m afraid it’s not negotiable, little dove,” Master Raptor interjected. “Every visitor or new member has to be taken on a guided tour, so all the required club protocols and rules are explained. So, Whisper, is everything signed and logged in? I’ll do the honors and personally take Lollipop on a tour.”

“Let me see. Yes, your application and limit lists have been approved. Your medical clearance certificate has been uploaded.” Whisper methodically went through a checklist, ensuring everything had been adhered to. “Ah, yes. All I need is your signature on the NDA you were sent via email to read. Master Raptor and I will witness it on your behalf. Then you’re good to go.”

Gripping the pen hard to hide the slight tremor in her fingers, Aria quickly initialed each page and signed in full where Whisper indicated.

It is done. Now, the hunt is on. Justice will prevail.

She shifted her weight impatiently as Whisper returned her animated flirting back to Master Raptor. Whether he noticed her eagerness to move on, Aria couldn’t say, but she appreciated him cutting the cute blonde short.

“We’ll chat later, Whisper. Lollipop needs to understand club rules before she can participate in the auction.” His eyes highlighted the same intention as outside when he looked at Aria. “I, for one, would be highly upset if she had to withdraw based on such a miniscule technicality.”

Ditto, Master Raptor... sadly, for different reasons.

Although she was eager to come face-to-face with the Frazer brothers, Aria found the tour of the facility highly entertaining. The luxurious, modernized medieval architecture was like a magnet... not only to the soul but to the mind and the eyes. It was very different from the underground clubs she had visited in Seattle, San Francisco, and Quebec. Yes, Club Decadence was also exclusive and luxurious but nowhere near as opulent as Club Rogue. The interior was a representation of everything the club stood for.

Debauchery, domination, submission... and most definitely bondage and masochism. It was there in every scene already in play, in the way the Dominants controlled the subs, and in their reaction to their powerful command of their needs. It was the one thing Aria still struggled with... releasing full control to another. She had always been the daughter with the most control. The one who had been deemed to become Salvitore Sanchigo’s successor to the Sanchigo mafia one day. Allowing someone else to decide what it was she needed to fully give over to the sensations and resultant emotions it awakened wasn’t how she was raised. It just wasn’t in her DNA.

It was going to be the most challenging mission she had ever taken on—playing at being a little... a baby girl to two men. Not any two men... two of the five she had come to hate with a passion.

The two she had come to kill, leaving the rest to suffer for the rest of their lives, knowing they had played a part in their demise... just like she and her sisters had to with their father’s death.

“Well, any regrets?”

“Regrets?” Aria was startled out of her pondering by the deep voice of Master Raptor close to her ear. For a moment, she remained caught in the past and wondered if he had caught on to her deceit.

“To join Club Rogue. The membership fee isn’t cheap and as per the terms and conditions, non-refundable.”

“Oh, that! No, of course not. The club is amazing. Much more than I ever expected, to be honest. Who wouldn’t love to lose themselves in the hands of the most powerful Dominants around in such opulence?”

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