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Club diaries 1: The Billionaire III
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I never thought I would walk into a place like that again. Not at my age. Not with my body worn down, my hair gone gray, and the ghosts of all the nights I’d wasted whispering behind me. But something about the quiet of my apartment that evening, the ticking clock, the stale smell of reheated soup, the way the television droned without meaning made me realize I was already dying while still breathing.So I put on my best suit, the one that still fit if I held my breath, polished my shoes until they almost shone, and walked into The Velvet Room like a man walking into confession.The air hit me first, warm, thick, perfumed with smoke and sweat. Music throbbed low, a heartbeat in the dark. Men and women moved like shadows, their laughter sharp, their whispers thick with promise. Mirrors caught flickers of skin and silk, candlelight bending around curves, catching on lips, eyes, hair.I was no fool. I knew I looked out of place. Old men don’t belong in temples of youth and lust. Some loo
The Hockey’s Plaything(Erotic Short Stories) Club diaries 2: Trapped between them II
Oliver and Marco exchanged glances that needed no words. Julian and Theo followed close behind, their strides too quick, too sure. They had talked of Maria every night since their first visit. She had unsettled them, haunted them. She was not a woman one could watch from afar and then simply forget.The club was alive, pulsing with the same low music, the same haze of smoke, the same shadows and red glow. But for the four men, the world had shifted. Tonight wasn’t about curiosity or distraction. Tonight was about her.Maria.She stood near the bar, draped in black velvet that clung to her in all the ways their eyes couldn’t resist. She was laughing at something whispered in her ear, the kind of laugh that cut like glass and promised fire. She turned slightly, and for a moment her gaze found theirs. She didn’t smile, but something in her eyes said she knew. She had been expecting them.They crossed the floor without hesitation this time.“Maria,” Julian said, his voice low, steady, ca
The Hockey’s Plaything(Erotic Short Stories) Club diaries 2: Trapped between them
The rain came down hard over the city that night, silver streaks against glass towers and neon lights that burned through the storm. Two couples hurried from the taxi into the alley where the club hid, the place whispered about in certain circles, a place where people went when love had turned predictable and desire had dulled. Oliver and Marco, together for years, had become a story of routine, dinners, quiet kisses, soft touches that never quite reached fire. Julian and Theo, younger but no less restless, had discovered that passion, once bright and wild, had dimmed into mechanics and sighs. All four of them wanted something more, something to stir blood and breath, and The Velvet Room promised it.The door was unmarked except for a brass handle, polished and heavy. Inside, the air was thick, perfumed with smoke and sweat, lit in a red haze that clung to skin. Music throbbed low, not loud enough to cover the murmurs, the gasps, the laughter of strangers caught in their own priva
The Hockey’s Plaything(Erotic Short Stories) Club diaries 1: The Billionaire IV
Maria’s POVI never thought a pen stroke could weigh so much. But when I set it down, the contract signed, I knew nothing in my life would ever be the same.Dorian’s dark eyes lingered on me as if I had just sealed my soul to him. In a way, maybe I had. He didn’t smile. He didn’t reassure. He simply closed the folder and said, with that voice that made my pulse stutter:“Come along.”The words weren’t loud. They didn’t need to be. They carried the same pull as gravity itself.I followed him, legs trembling, heart beating like a drum in my chest. Through the hall, down a corridor where shadows licked the walls. We stopped before a tall door of polished wood with iron inlays. He opened it, and the air shifted, warm, heavy, scented faintly of leather and smoke.The chamber.It looked nothing like a bedroom. More like some place designed for secrets, with deep red walls, low lighting, and furniture I didn’t dare study too closely. A shiver ran through me.Dorian closed the door, and the
The Hockey’s Plaything(Erotic Short Stories) Club diaries 1: The Billionaire III
Dorian’s POVHer silence broke like a dam.“I’ll do it,” she whispered.For the first time that evening, I leaned back in my chair and allowed myself the luxury of a smile. Not a warm smile, not comfort, the kind of smile a wolf bares when the prey finally stops running.“You’ll do it?” I repeated, savoring the words on my tongue.Maria nodded, her face pale, her hands trembling. She looked as though she was signing her soul over to the devil and perhaps she was.“Then we’ll put it in writing,” I said simply.I opened the drawer of my desk and pulled out a thick folder, the contract I’d had prepared for situations just like this. She didn’t know it yet, but I had anticipated her return. I always anticipate. I placed the document before her, along with a sleek pen, black ink gleaming in the low light of my office.“This is a one-night arrangement,” I explained, my tone flat, unbending. “You’ll belong to me, without limits. Free for me to do as I please. One night only. After that, you
The Hockey’s Plaything(Erotic Short Stories) Club diaries 1: The Billionaire II
Dorian’s POVThe knock on my office door was sharp, hurried. My guard’s voice followed.“Boss, there’s a lady outside. She says she needs to speak with you.”I didn’t lift my head from the stack of files spread across my desk. My pen scratched across a signature line. Numbers, deals, blood and power, all in black ink. Whoever this woman was, she had better be worth the interruption.“Let her in,” I said flatly.The door opened. The moment I looked up, my pen stilled.Maria.I had almost convinced myself she wouldn’t return. After the way she ran from the club the other night, wide-eyed and trembling, I’d written her off as another weak thing who couldn’t handle the shadows I live in. I’d been half amused, half annoyed. But now… she was here.She stepped inside slowly, almost like the floor itself might collapse under her. Nerves radiated from every angle of her. Her hands twisted together in front of her, and her gaze fixed firmly on the carpet, never daring to meet mine.I leaned bac
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