Page 75 of Elicit (Decadence After Dark)

“Is there always so much excitement?” He sits at the island, eager to dig in to breakfast.

I pause, wondering exactly which excitement he’s referring to.

“Not always, but sometimes there’s fireworks,” I confide.

Javier smiles deviously. “I love fireworks. They’re so . . . spectacular.” The dark look in his black eyes is nefarious. I inwardly shudder. Javier has convinced me he was born without a soul by just this conversation alone.

“I’ll let you enjoy your breakfast. I’ll be in my office if you need anything.”

He nods solicitously. “For now, I’m fine. I would like the pleasure of some company later.”

I inwardly cringe. Of course he would.

“I’ll send someone to your room.” My forced response burns my tongue like acid.

“The young lady I indulged in the past few nights?” he requests as he indulges in a piece of syrup-smothered pancake.

I swallow the millions of razor blades my saliva has become.

“Spice is unfortunately preoccupied today. But I have six other girls who are at your beck and call.”

His gaze morphs into something blacker than midnight. “An orgy. How fun.”

“If that’s what you fancy.” I fight to keep my facial expression stoic.

“I fancy many, many things.” Filth drips from his words.

“I’ll set it up.” I turn on my heel with my stomach churning. This is going to be so much harder than I ever anticipated.

I retreat to my office and prolong disturbing the girls for as long as possible. It’s Sunday. Their day to unwind and regroup. I hate asking them to work, but it has to be done. He has to trust us. And if this is the way, so be it.

As the sun sets through the windows, I finally force myself up and out of my office. With dread, I round up all six girls and send them off to Javier’s room. Not one with a complaint. In their mind, he’s just another client to satisfy, no matter the day.

I text Kayne, knowing he’s holed up in his study watching Ellie like a hawk.

Me: Six girls in J’s room. Keep an eye out.

Kayne: Fortuitous bastard. Will do.

I can’t help but laugh when Kayne uses vocabulary words.

I shove my phone into my back pocket and make my way to London’s room. Needing an escape, I know I’ll find it with her. London and Jenna are cuddled up on the bed under the covers with a bucket of popcorn, a bowl of cherries, and the air smelling heavenly of sex.

“Mind if I join the party?” I kick off my shoes and shrug out of my clothes.

“Never.” They separate as I crawl onto the mattress. I settle against the headboard, sandwiched between two beautiful, naked women.

“What are we watching?” I grab a handful of popcorn.

“Sex and the City marathon.” Jenna munches contently on her popcorn.

“You twowouldbinge on a show with a character called Mr. Big.”

They both smile.

“Intimidated?” Jenna flirts.

“Please.You two can enjoy Mr. Big. I’ll just lay here and binge on popcorn and cherries.” I crunch.

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