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Gina checked her watch. “I have just enough time to show you the club before the next girl arrives.”

I followed her back to the house. We entered a hallway near the back and Gina pressed the button for the elevator. I couldn’t believe the mansion had an elevator, but honestly, since it had literally everything else, I shouldn’t be surprised.

Still, I managed to be shocked when we reached the lower level and headed inside the club. There was a stage at the center of the dimly lit room, replete with poles for pole dances. A long, glossy, dark bar bordered one side of the lounge; private rooms bordered the other. I glimpsed a bed inside one of the rooms, as well as a chaise lounge and what looked like a… swing. Oh boy.

I was so over my head; it was just a matter of time before I lost my footing and got dragged out to sea. Be grateful, said the voice in my head again. Remember, you’re doing this for Lucas.

Still, I shivered when Gina grinned at me wickedly and said, “Welcome to Club 444.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

first sight

CASSIUS

I called Gina. “Are the virgins assembled?”

“Yes, Mr. Blackwood,” she said primly.

“We’ll be downstairs momentarily.” I hung up and nodded to Sterling and Rhodes. “Bring the necklaces. It’s time to introduce ourselves.”

“I’m actually a little nervous.” Rhodes grabbed the boxes, a baffled expression on his face. “Since when was a Blackwood brother nervous to meet a bunch of attractive young women?”

Sterling snorted. “Since he was about to open a sex club and knew he would be banging every attractive young woman he was about to meet.”

“Not the virgins,” I reminded them sternly. “The virgins are ten million apiece—and that goes for us, too. If you want one, you’re going to have to pay for her.”

“You’re going to have to pay for her, big brother,” Rhodes said, eyes twinkling. “We all know that you’re obsessed with virgins.”

“I’m not obsessed.” I scoffed as I straightened my tie. “I just enjoy them.”

“Just remember the three-time rule,” Sterling chimed in, a mocking tone in his voice. “You can enjoy your virgin all you want, but only three times in a row.”

I narrowed my eyes at my youngest brother. “I know the rules. I wrote them, dumbass.”

“Let’s stop arguing,” Rhodes instructed. “We have virgins to meet.”

The three of us took the elevator to the lower level. On the outside, I was perfectly composed. As the eldest brother, it had always been my role to maintain control. My younger siblings looked up to me; it was my job to lead. So it was with a cool authority that I entered the club.

But inside, I felt a tremor of excitement. Because tomorrow night, one of these virgins would be mine. I would pay my ten million, and I would take her. However I wanted. Wherever I wanted. I would be in complete control. I’d been waiting for this for a long time—too long.

Exploding inside of my virgin would be well worth it.

Gina and the five young women were seated on the couches, expectant expressions on their faces. Gina had obviously been judicious in the selection of our staff. My gaze swept over the five virgins; each of them was gorgeous, perfect. But it was the last girl, seated at the edge of the group, that held my attention.

She had long, flaxen hair, pale skin, bright, nervous eyes, and full, luscious lips. She wasn’t the most striking of the five virgins; her beauty was more subtle. Still, something about her drew my attention. I couldn’t tear my gaze away.

She frowned when she saw me staring.

“Cassius?” Rhodes cleared his throat. “Do you want me to begin?”

I glanced sideways at my brother. I felt like he was speaking a language that I didn’t understand, but I quickly recovered. “Of course.”

Rhodes gave our little audience a megawatt smile. My brother was extremely good-looking, tall with broad shoulders, dark hair, the Blackwood square jaw, and blue eyes. “Good afternoon, ladies. I’m Rhodes Blackwood, and these are my brothers, Sterling and Cassius.” He motioned to each of us, then the three of us sat down. “Welcome to our club. We’re extremely pleased that you’ve joined us.”

There were murmurs of excitement and approval from the girls, except for the flaxen-haired beauty. She was still frowning.

“I’ll take it from here,” I said gruffly. It was time for me to clear my head; these virgins needed to know who was in charge.

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