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I snarl. “Like fuck, they will. Get Mr. Mohammed on the phone.”

Cody sighs heavily. “Ok, I’m not sure what good it will do but worth a try at least.”

He heads off to his office to find the details, and I almost shake with anger. Fucking Todd Preston, he’s responsible for messing with my business just so he gets a twisted fuck. Well, now he’s my number one enemy and like Ryder, I take no prisoners.

I see the computer blinking as it notifies me something’s coming through.

I flick the screen and see the link to the CCTV installed at the club.

Quickly, I set it up and watch as the screen bursts to life with every view I need. Frantically, I search for the only one I want to see.

My heart thumps erratically as I see her hand in Todd’s, as they talk with the President himself. I feel the white heat of anger burning my soul as the rage takes over my level head. One false move and they’re about to discover the power of revenge. Ryder’s revenge has just become personal.

Chapter 20

Katherine

We must stand talking to the President for a good twenty minutes before the final puzzle piece comes into play. I watch as Scott Parker heads toward us and he doesn’t look happy.

He nods to the others and I see the interest kindled in his eyes as he notices me standing there. Todd pushes me gently toward him and says, “Scott, I believe you’ve already had the pleasure of meeting Katherine Rogers.”

Scott nods and takes my hand, squeezing it gently. “Of course, it was a pleasure then as much as it is now.”

I look at him with concern and note the strain in his eyes. He grins ruefully and whispers, “Thanks for the tip-off, but things didn’t quite go according to plan.”

I smile with concern. “I’m sorry to hear that, Sir.”

He looks at me for a moment and I see his mind working overtime. Then he leans in and says softly, “It appears I have a vacancy for a submissive. If I understand things correctly, you may be about to fill the vacant position.”

I look down and nod, all the time wishing I could punch him hard. What an asshole. So much for the love of his life. He’s quick to move on and replace her, which just goes to show what total sleaze asses these guys are.

He shifts closer. “You’re in for quite the education, young lady. I will look forward to your initiation later on tonight.”

I think I’m about to be sick. The thought of these men laying one finger on me is enough to make me run screaming from this place. Silently, I pray for Sam to hurry the fuck up.

Once again, I grab a glass of courage from the waiter and down it in one. I can feel my heart beating wildly inside, but outwardly I remain composed and in control.

I look around at the other guests. All of them are wearing masks, but it doesn’t disguise the more recognizable among them. I see powerful members of the Senate rubbing shoulders with celebrities and businessmen. I wonder if they know what really goes on inside these walls.

It appears to be a place to forget protocol and inhibitions. I see many a happily married man openly groping a willing companion who is definitely not their wife. I watch in shock as one woman sits astride her date and dry humps him in the corner as he fondles her breasts. Then I watch as several couples head to a room in the corner with excited looks at the others who follow them. This place is filled with debauchery and morals are left firmly at the front door.

Almost as if they can sense it, I feel the men in my sights surrounding me and Todd takes my hand and says in a strong voice, “Come, Katherine. Let us show you what happens next.”

I look at the three men around me and almost pass out. Their intent is written plainly on their faces, and they don’t want to wait anymore.

I try to put a brave face on and smile seductively.

“Do I get a moment to freshen up?”

I see the spark in their eyes as Todd smiles. “Of course. I will escort you to your room and you can prepare yourself. We will make the necessary preparations.”

Smiling sexily, I follow him from the room and try to still my beating heart. I know I’ve just bought myself ten minutes at best, but I need every one of them.

He leads me up a grand staircase and I try to block out the sounds coming from the rooms we pass. Todd laughs softly as we hear a woman scream, and it doesn’t sound as if it’s for joy.

He shakes his head and says softly, “Some of our guests are a little rougher than others. I always find it helps to relax and just roll with it. Much more enjoyable that way.”

I feel my heart harden and the fire in my soul burning out of control. Whatever it is these men do, they don’t consider the feelings of the women they lure here for their pleasure.

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