“Sure. What do you need it for?”

“Jenna thinks it could be applied to Venom. It would essentially run parallel instead of you having to integrate the club with the rest of your business dealings.”

“Great idea.”

“She picked my brain for anything I might suggest as head of security.”

“Excellent. When is she planning to get started on it? I know she’s close to beta testing the new system.”

“I’m meeting with her tomorrow to flesh out my ideas.”

“Remember to keep it in your pants, Flex. I don’t need Naddie giving me shit about you two.” I bristle at hisdemand.

“My dick has nothing to do with your wife. I’m sick of being slapped on the nose like a horndog. I’m capable of thinking without my cock at times. Honestly, bro, I’m really fucking sick of it. I get it… I’m not going to sleep with Jenna. It’s work, and I pride myself on being professional in all my business dealings.”

“Seriously, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I’ll have Jenna show me the new system and iron out the details of what needs to be changed for the club. Ensuring the anonymity of our members is paramount. Without discretion, we have nothing.”

“You didn’t answer my question. Are you all right?”

“Don’t worry about me, Dal. I’m okay. Just got a lot on my mind.”

“Well, I’m here if you want to talk.”

I’m not one to sit and talk about my feelings. I learned long ago that letting your emotions rule you is destructive.

“Thanks, bro, but you’re worrying about nothing. I’ve got everything under control.”

“Okay, if you say so.”

“I’ll keep you up to date on the third floor. I haven’t decided on the grand opening, but I was planning to sit down with Logan and Pierce to get creative. They’ve both done plenty of demonstrations in the past at different clubs they’ve attended. It’s about time we have their expertise outside of their private rooms.”

“Agreed. I really do think we ought to vet new members more thoroughly as we expand.”

“My thoughts exactly. It was fine when the only facilities were the private rooms. Whatever people engage in behind closed doors is for them to decide contractually. Now that we have level two, and shortly level three, it means we need to ensure the safety of our members.”

“Great. We’re on the same page. I’ll get with Jenna tomorrow on the new system, and I’ll meet with Carter this week for the custom pieces.”

“Sounds like you’ve got everything under control.”

“Always.” I have to. Control is what keeps my life in order. I trustno one outside of my friends here at Venom. Dalton, Pierce, and Ryder always have my back. There are a few others, but honestly, I keep most of my relationships at surface level. That’s not to say I wouldn’t drop everything to help a friend out. If Matteo or Ford came knocking on my door for help, I’d holster my gun and do whatever they needed. I was trained by my country to protect, and I don’t take that lightly.

When I hang up the call, I take a snapshot of the various custom ménage à trois pieces and text them to Celest. She inspired them, so I would like her opinion. I’m hoping she’ll be up for doing a demonstration on this new level. I’m sure Pierce and Freya will happily oblige. Celest answers before I get a chance to tell her why I’m sending random pictures.

Celest Monroe: Do you always accost women with kink furniture?

Me: Depends. Is it working?

Celest Monroe: What do you want to work?

Me: I was really inspired by your observation about the training floor. The first pic I sent was with you, Pierce, and Freya in mind. They could be on one side, and if you look at the dimensions, you would be much closer but just out of reach.

Celest Monroe: A ménage à trois sex chaise?

Me: Yeah. You are so far away from them when you’re on the voyeur floor. I thought maybe you would enjoy it more if you were closer. I think it would be sexy as hell.

Celest Monroe: I love it. You’re right, it would be sexier. I always feel like an outsider. I know I am because I’m always joining a scene, but this looks more intimate. More inclusive.