Stars speckle my vision as I get up and see her huddled in the corner crying.

I rush over to her and grab her then run to our apartment locking the door.

I have no shirt on, and my pants are barely on.

My face is a mess and I’m in so much pain I feel it everywhere.

Rosie is screaming, once again crying so hard she shakes.

Unlike last time when I was able to soothe her, I can’t do it now.

I start crying too.

Chapter Twenty

Christian

I look over the accounts for the club for the week and everything looks perfect.

Better than perfect actually. Every time I do the books here, I find myself remembering when we set the place up.

This year is out fourteenth year.

I was fresh out of college and as sex crazed as the rest of the Giordano pack. Fuck. Nothing sounded better to me than a sex club. It was so wild and honestly, I didn’t know how we were gonna pull it off. We were all so crazy though back then. say the word and one crazy idea would ripple off another.

Just like this. We all take credit for the birth of the club but in all honesty, it was Georgiou’s idea to begin with.

One day he just came up with the idea and I rolled with it because it was something he wanted to do as a family as opposed to with Henry. I was never jealous of Henry but the eight-year age difference between us was evident sometimes when it came to friends.

I just thought it was cool to have something we could keep in the family and thus The Dark Odyssey was born. Everything here is a fantasy we created.

A knock on my door makes me lift my head.

“Come in,” I call out and Georgiou walks in.

I never expected him tonight. with the break from the search for Falcone and the guns I resumed my duties, of course I didn’t just do that because I missed the club so much.

My angel should be arriving soon, and I can’t wait to be balls deep inside her again.

“Hey,” Georgiou says.

“Hey there.”

“Everything all right?”

“As rain,” I answer, and he chuckles.

“Wise guy.”

“Didn’t expect you tonight. You staying?”

“Nah, I have a special errand to run and I thought I’d just pass through with some news.” He looks happy and there’s a lightness about him that I haven’t seen before.

“What kind of news?”

“The good kind.”

I’m curious to hear what it is. It’s been awhile since we had anything like that. “Cough it up then.”