Going back to my Google search, and the link to a New Orleans community social media page. I know I can ask the questions, but I also know someone probably already has. Else why is it showing on my search?
I click and read through and see a strange advertisement.
Are you looking for Desire?
Searching for your freedom?
Need an escape?
Come find me at Club Sin.
I close the advert and keep clicking for more information, and then I see what I’m looking for.
Club Sin.
I have a stranger kink. What is yours?
I’ll help you explore your kinks and give you the ultimate pleasure in my room.
Send me a message if you’re interested.
It’s obviously a gentleman’s club... a sex club. But I’m still surprised that people proposition others in this way.
What was a nineteen-year-old student doing there? I overheard Jove talking about the girl who’s missing. She isn’t only a student, but she’s a beauty pageant winner who hails from a very good, and a very connected family. Her parents are very rich, so she had no money worries. Though she might have had some kinks. Did she contact this man... or woman?
I know the three guys are going to Club Sin tonight. And this is one venture I am tagging along—like it, or not.
Chapter 5
Atty
Itakemybottleof water, wishing it was stronger. I suppose it’s seeing Jove ignoring Erin, and I’m finding that harder than I thought I would. We also never drink when on the job. Though I know, I’ll savor a whiskey in the house later.
The manager of Club Sin greets us at the same time the compere announces the next auction. I turn to the stage and see Erin has taken a seat, just as Jove requested her.
He didn’t want her to overhear the conversation we were about to have.
She normally ties up her strawberry blonde hair in a neat bun, but tonight it is down her back in its natural waves. A floaty dress covers her gorgeous curves, but I know what she hides underneath, and how delicious she feels in my hands.
My secret crush.
Maybe not so secret, considering Beau and Jove now know all about it. The three of us have had many conversations about her when her friend, Lia, was our client. Beau told me he liked her too, but I know the handsome bastard is trying to piss me off; knowing his good looks and charm would beat my rugged, harder look.
Though, if he does like her, we only have to get Jove on side and we could hopefully find the woman who completes us.
Unfortunately, Jove isn’t interested. I’ve always thought he had his own secret crush on Lia, our ex-client. And ever since the day that she left, Jove has been quiet.
He forgot the first rule.
The rules he made.
Don’t fall in love with the client.
Especially not when the Mafia is looking for her.
And now Erin is a client and my chest hurts, because I was so close to asking her out.
I overlooked the pact I made with Jove and Beau. I had to. Once I kissed her, I knew she was mine. And I planned to make her mine once she returned from Australia.