Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society

“Gabrielle!” I was being gently shaken away. My head snapped up and Bridgette was standing over me. Early morning light was streaming in from the office window. I stretched and grunted as I felt my neck stiff.I had fallen asleep at my desk again. Good thing I didn’t have a partner or any pets to go home to. That was why I was the perfect person to go undercover. Bridgette was wearing the same clothes as yesterday and the bags under her eyes told me that she spent most of the night researching. “Everything is ready. Since the rest of the team is away on missions, I’ve informed them of the plan. You meet with someone from the society today for the preliminary checks,” Bridgette told me. Then, everything happened really fast. So fast that I barely had time to ponder what I was going to do. To consider what I was actually signing up for.She created a whole new identity for me. We kept my first name the same because I didn’t have enough time to prepare my

Everyone was staring at me, waiting for me to answer Dante. I didn’t expect it to be so hard to form a proper sentence up until now.“Of course, Mr. Faust. I would be honored,” I replied, placing my hand in his. The crowd clapped again as Dante led me out of the ballroom. As we walked out, I heard Miss Valerie introducing the next man to choose his companion. I hoped that all the girls would be safe tonight with those men. Neither Dante nor I said anything as he led me through the mansion. It seemed like he knew this place well, which irritated me for reasons I did not want to understand or investigate any deeper in my brain. We finally made it to his destination, a beautifully decorated private room. There was a white couch and a table with a bucket of champagne and two glasses, along with a tray of strawberries, cheese, and crackers. But what had my full attention was the large white bed in the middle of the room. I stared at it and my heart began to pump

Valerie was the only one in the kitchen when I went down for breakfast the next morning. Even though I knew it was important to talk with her and gain information since she was in charge around here, I extremely disliked her. But I had to remain on her good side for the time being. I greeted her and served myself egg whites and fruit. Again. I sat next to her at the kitchen counter, even though I wanted to choose the seat farthest away from her. “I have some exciting news,” Valerie told me lively. “Oh, yeah? What is it?” I asked her, pretending to be just as excited. “Dante has requested to see you for a lunch date this afternoon,” she said. “Usually, we don’t allow visits on weekdays, but Mr. Faust insisted. He paid handsomely to be able to visit you,” Miss Valerie explained, then looked at me over her coffee cup. “Dante is one of our biggest benefactors. You need to show him a good time. Do you understand?” I nodded, gulping down my eggs. Not because of

The next day, it was back to business as usual since Valerie was back. That meant egg whites and a banana for breakfast. After a pointless lesson on seducing men and nutrition from her, I went into the backyard where Charlotte and Alice were working. It was a nice day outside—not too hot, but the sun was still shining down on us. For a moment, I took in the lovely grounds. It wasn’t lost on me that the manor was disguised to look like heaven when we were really in hell. Charlotte and Alice were talking to a gorgeous older woman who I’d never spoken to before. Her name was Layla. They were working in the garden, watering the plants, picking weeds, and pruning dead leaves. I grabbed a pair of gloves and an apron from the shed and went over to help them. I’d been trying to talk to more escorts, subtly interviewing them. I was disguising it as simple gossip. Since I hadn’t had a chance to talk with Layla yet, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity. I wanted my co

Alice was sitting on the bed with Charlotte with her arm around her. Charlotte looked up at me and wiped her eyes as I crossed the doorway. “What happened?” I asked, slowly closing the bedroom door behind me. I walked over to the two girls and stood in front of them. If Valerie or one of the men hurt Charlotte in some way, I was going to do something. I already felt very protective over the young girl and it broke my heart to see her cry. I turned to Alice for an explanation, hoping she could tell me more, but she looked just as confused as me. “I’m not sure what’s wrong with her,” Alice replied, patting Charlotte’s arm. “She said she wasn’t hungry for dinner, so I went down without her, and when I came back, I found her like this. She hasn’t told me what happened." Charlotte put her head in her hands and sobbed. Her cries broke my heart. “Alright, Alice, you stay with her. I’m going to go get some food for her and some tea,” I instructed. “Once you’