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Chapter 12

Grayson

“Where are you off totoday?” My dad asks, lowering the newspaper he was reading as I step into the kitchen.

“Good morning to you too, Pops.” I give him a cheeky smirk. “I’m going out with the boys today. Probably won't be back until later tonight.”

He narrows his eyes. “Are you going to the club?”

“And what if I am?” I ask, raising a brow.

He lets out a sigh. “You know how I feel about you and that club.”

“And you know that I’m a grown man and can do what I want.” I grab a bottle of water from the fridge.

He knows I’m right. I’m part owner of Wonderlust. We were all looking to venture into something outside of our families, to earn money that doesn’t come with strings attached.

The idea came last year when we were in the Host Club room. Preston made a joke about opening up a sex club, laughing it off.

I left that day, and by the time I went to bed, Wonderlust wasn’t just an idea. I did my own little sales pitch to the guys the next day. Declan was on the fence about the whole thing, but as soon as Preston heard the mention of making our own money—not tied to our families in any way—he was on board.

A few months later, with a lot of planning and work, the club was up and running. It’s a little bit of everything. Bar, club, and a place to go to make all your wildest dreams come true. Over the summer, we brought Collin on as an investor.

No one at the school, outside of the four of us, works there. We try to keep that part of our lives separate.

The thing about Wonderlust is, it might look legal on paper, but the things that go on inside are often far from it.

We are big about keeping things private. We have clients who spend a lot of time in the public eye; everyone from celebrities, politicians, to fucking crime bosses. Everyone who comes to the club must sign an NDA upon entry, but on top of that, we require everyone to wear masquerade masks. Not only does it help hide your identity, it allows you to slip into any role you wanna play, be any person you want to be, while adding to the fantasy vibe of it all.

My dad might not like my business endeavors, but he is proud of me, of what I’ve built, and that's all I can ask for. I’m lucky to have him as my dad. I know I could have gotten stuck with someone a hell of a lot worse, like Preston and Collin’s dad.

“What about you?” I ask, a grin finding my lips again. “You seeing Erin again?”

His lips twitch with a smile. “And what if I am?”

“Well played, old man.” I chuckle, taking a seat at the kitchen table. “Things are going pretty good between you and her, so when are you going to tie the knot?”

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