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Biting my lip, I hold back my grin as nervous excitement fills my belly and I walk away, not looking back.

“So!” Emma questions as I step outside the doors.

I grin, nodding. “They’ll do it.”

My friends all squeal as they surround me, asking a million questions at once.

Am I really doing this? Did I just hire the Kingston Host Club? To teach me how to have sex? God, that sounds so bad.

But I want the feeling of being wanted, needed, feeling sexy and confident. To know how to use my body for my pleasure as well as for my partners. To know theirs too. I’m jealous of my friends, I want what they have.

Most of all, I want to take back the part of me that was stolen.

I want to take my control back, to not hide. I should be able to enjoy sex, not be afraid of it. Raymond isn’t the only one to blame for my issues.

So, I’m going to do what the Host Club asks of me in exchange for sexual favors.

What the hell am I doing?

Chapter 4

Grayson

Iwatch as the lastgirl leaves the room, closing the massive red and gold wooden doors behind her.

My face slips into a cocky smirk, and I clap my hands together, spinning around. “So...”

“So, what?” Preston asks, his face locked into his permanent scowl.

I sigh dramatically, rolling my eyes. “You know what. Sadie—the Sadie Evans—just walked into our club and hired us to have sex with her!”

“She didn’t,” Declan denies. “Well, not exactly. She wants us to teach her about her body, about pleasuring herself and her partner.”

“Yes, but the bottom line is, we get to have sex with her.” I waggle my eyebrows. “Come on, you can’t tell me you're not fucking stoked about this? I can’t be the only one who has wet dreams about that girl.”

“Fuck off, Grayson!” Preston snaps and turns around, heading over to the desk in the corner of the room. “We should have said no. This is only going to make things messy.”

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