Page 52 of Thor

As we walked through the club, I pointed out details—the private dining area where we hosted business meetings, the DJ booth with equipment that cost more than most cars, the discreet security measures that kept everyone safe without being obvious.

"The bouncers are all club members or prospects," I explained. "Trained to handle problems without making scenes. High-end crowds don't want to see the dirty work."

Mandy nodded, her analytical mind visibly processing the operation. "It's impressive. Very well thought out."

Pride swelled in my chest—not just club pride, but satisfaction that she approved. That this part of my world didn't repulse or frighten her.

We approached the private elevator at the back of the club, accessible only with a key card I pulled from my wallet. "This goes directly to the upper level. Private offices, conference rooms, and a lounge."

The elevator doors slid open silently, and I guided Mandy inside with a gentle hand at her back. The space was small—deliberately so—forcing us to stand close. Her scent filled my senses, and my body responded immediately. I shifted slightly to maintain a respectful distance despite my growing arousal.

Mandy's breath hitched when she glanced up and caught me watching her. Her pupils dilated, the green of her eyes darkening. In the confined space, the chemistry between us was almost overwhelming.

Our fingers brushed as the elevator began its ascent, and I felt a jolt run through her—a small shiver that mirrored my own reaction to her proximity.

"You nervous?" I asked quietly.

She nodded, honest as always with me. "A little. Maybe a lot."

My hand found hers, engulfing it completely. "Duke and Mia are already here," I said, squeezing gently. "Mia's excited to meet you properly."

"I've only seen her at the garage before," Mandy said. "She seems nice."

"She is. She understands what we're doing." I paused, choosing my words carefully. "They have a similar arrangement."

Surprise flickered across Mandy's face. "Duke and Mia? Really?"

"Yeah. Duke’s always been a Daddy Dom. And Mia’s a sweetheart. It works for them."

Relief softened her features. Knowing she wasn't alone, that others—especially within the MC world—shared this need made her stand a little straighter.

"And the contract?" she asked, vulnerability creeping into her voice. "Is it . . . very detailed?"

The elevator slowed as we reached the top floor. I turned to face her fully, taking both her hands in mine. Her fingers were cool despite the warmth of the day, betraying her nervousness.

I kissed her temple gently. "No rush," I said against her hair. "We'll talk, get comfortable. This is about making sure we both get what we need, princess."

The endearment slipped out naturally, and I felt her melt slightly against me. The little whimper that escaped her throat told me everything I needed to know about her headspace.

"It's not a test," I continued, drawing back to look into her eyes. "There are no wrong answers. Just honest ones."

She nodded, taking a deep breath. "Okay. I can do honest."

The elevator doors slid open, revealing the tastefully decorated corridor of the upper level. Dark wood paneling and subtle recessed lighting created an atmosphere of discreet luxury. Several doors led to various rooms, but I guided her toward the largest at the end of the hall.

"Conference room first," I explained. "That's where we’re set up. But Mia mentioned wanting to talk with you first—girl time or something."

A small smile played at Mandy's lips. "Probably wants to make sure I'm not being pressured."

"Are you?" I asked, pausing before we reached the door.

Her answer was immediate and firm. "No. I want this, Thor. I'm nervous, but I want it."

Something fierce and possessive surged through me at her words. I cupped her face in my hands, tilting it up to mine. "Then we'll make it happen, exactly how you need it."

Her eyes searched mine, looking for reassurance. Whatever she saw there satisfied her, because the tension in her shoulders eased.

"Ready?" I asked, my hand on the door handle.

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