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It’s perfect, probably a better idea than the three men who refused me.

I type the private website address in the home bar and then enter my temporary membership card—and wait...

I’m in.

Chapter 10

Jove

“Shedidwhat?”Iyell, striding outside of the university.

What the hell is Erin thinking?

My voice is rising as much as my blood pressure as I listen to the manager inform me of an application he has just agreed to. “She wants to auction herself? Her father is rich. She doesn’t need the fucking money.”

I hesitate as I glare at Beau and Atty. Shaking my head in disbelief.

“Who are you talking about?” Atty mouths.

But I’m too busy listening to the manager. I growl, “No way.” Knocking back the coffee in my hand, and wishing it was something stronger. Something to burn as it glides down my throat. “Cancel her membership.”

“We can’t do that. She’s done nothing wrong. She isn’t underage. Not that she wants to have sex,” the manager says.

“She doesn’t.” My voice lowers from eighty to thirty decibels in a flash. “Then what does she want?” I ask. Knowing if it was us, there’s no way we can bind her and not touch her intimately. Does she not realize how fucking sexy she would be under our control with binds wrapped around her gorgeous curvy body?

“She’s a virgin,” the manager says. “That’s what’s on her application.”

A virgin.

I blow out a breath. “And will the bidders know that?” I feel like I’m going to vomit.

“I’ll call her later because she also wants to leave her underwear on,” he says, as if he is reading over her application.

She thinks we could do it by leaving her underwear on, but I would want ribbons wrapped around her massive breasts. Squeezing them like my hands would as I lick over her nipples and suck her tits.

“Obviously that won’t work because...” the manager says absentmindedly.

“And will there be bidders for that little in return?” I ask, interrupting. Beau’s forehead crunches as he leans to my cell and tries to listen in on the conversation.

She doesn’t realize that in those rooms, especially room twenty-three, that there are no limits. The whole point of being tied up is for her to be at our mercy.

Not that we would ever harm her, but seeing her bound would turn the three of us feral.

Then he says what I dread to hear, “Of course.”

I feel sick.

“You’re telling me you have clients who will pay for a girl, tie her up and not touch her intimately?”

“They can touch her, she wants to come, and we have a lot of pleasure doms in Club Sin. Lots are waiting for the call with the girls on offer for the next auction. That’s why I need to talk to her about her underwear.”

“Pleasure doms,” I repeat and exhale deeply. “Thanks for letting me know.”

Atty and Beau are staring at me. That’s when I realize I’m not only pissed off with Erin. I’m pissed off with myself, too.

“We need to speak to Erin,” I say. “She is planning to sell herself at Club Sin.”

Beau swallows. “When?”

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