Page 40 of Room One Hundred and Five

Well, I found out what Club G is and a complimentary stay there is not what I thought it would be. Let me tell, I was way off base. Totally not even close. Try the exact opposite of anything luxurious.

But William knew and I can’t say I feel bad for not helping him. Not that my men would have listened.

Emilio has offered to take me by the exclusive club to see firsthand the accommodations extended to all Club Genesis guests who visit the basement level. I’m tempted. But I have more important things to do with my days than dirty them up with anything to do with William.

“There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Luna walks in, clutching an enormous stack of papers to her chest wearing a big smile.

Her men, Voss, Jasper and Shayne are close behind. They give me a quick kiss on the cheek but quickly excuse themselves.

“They seem serious.”

Luna shrugs. “You know how they get when they have business to tend to.”

I do. “The paintings?”

Luna pucks herself down on the overly stuffed chair beside mine and nods. “Adrian wants them to move the merch through the Gilded Key.”

My brows crunch together. “Let me guess. Another club?”

“You got it. Super hush hush and you need a special invite to get in.”

Luna wiggles her brows at me like she has another bright idea that she can’t wait to tell me. Only it will end up with me in the middle of new trouble for “research purposes” as she always says.

I shake my head furiously before she can get any other bright ideas. I wave a finger in her direction for good measure to make sure she knows I'm not down for anything other than sitting right where I am at hitting my deadline.

Last weekend she took me on a joy ride around the city on the back of her brand new motorcycle. I loved it. Fun times after spending two years locked away from society and living like a hermit.

What I didn't enjoy was the gunshots and the crazy chase that ended with my brand new leather backpack getting a bullet hole in it. In Luna’s defense she didn’t realize her cover was blown after a job with her sisterhood thieving friends, the Belladonnas.

I’m not mad at her, but I could have still ended up dead. And don’t get me started on how scared the men got when I came home with a shattered laptop because of a bullet.

A week later and Stefan still won’t let me out of our apartment without him at my side.

“Totally pass on any other bright ideas you might have cooking in your head. I don’t need to live an experience in order to write it.” I raise my brand new laptop and dance my fingers over the keyboard to make another point.

“Okay. God, I didn’t know the Volmer men had found me. I get it. Besides, I need you alive to write book two to this story. My God, woman. Where did you ever cook up that bed scene with this chick and her dragon-shifting mates?” She raises the proof manuscript I sent her last night.

My smile is slow and intentional. “There’s no way you read that in twenty-four hours.”

“I did and I have a few notes.” She hands me the stack of papers thick enough to knock someone out with. “Now, I’m going to go find my men and get them to take me upstairs.”

I hold a hand up. “Say no more.” I really don’t need details of my sister’s stay at Club Sin.

Luna stands just as Adrian finds us in the living room. “Adrian. Take care of my sister and I’ll take care of your paintings.”

And just like she entered, my tempest of a sister is on her way out.

“Your sister scares me.”

My laugh is soft but genuine. “Same, my love. Same.”

After Big Red took William away, we didn’t leave this apartment for days. No matter how much I tried to tell them the wholefamily route would not work, none of them wanted to hear about the improbabilities we faced.

Adrian was adamant that there are other ways of having children. Adoption for one. My heart fills with happiness just thinking of giving a child a safe place to grow up.

Stefan agreed. But he also made it abundantly clear that I and his brothers were all the family he needed if it came down to it.

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