Exclusive Club Novels & Stories

They ignored the protests of the man guarding the door and lead the duo into the noisy den of the elitist. There were men in suits, and women dressed as if they were going to meet the queen. Philip always believed in separating the sheep from the goats. Some hated this mentality but if you think about it, sometimes you need to keep apart from one another. This club was exclusively for the rich and powerful, it was membership by invitation only. You made an application online, security checks were conducted and if accepted, you paid one million dollars upfront. Then, a Kilox Platinum VVIP Card was hand delivered to you. For the next year, you were afforded privileges fit for a king and you ha

She even tried to reserve one before, only to be told that Rian had no new releases available anytime soon. Yet here it was—right in front of her. Seeing Suzy’s excitement, a small smile tugged at Stellar’s lips as she explained, "This is one of the latest releases. It’s not available online, only select boutiques received them. If you had mentioned it any later, it might have already been gone." Before she could finish, a store attendant on duty suddenly approached. The woman gave them both a once-over, her expression instantly turning condescending. This was an exclusive boutique that catered to an elite clientele. The kind of people who shopped here had status and wealth.

My hips swayed in motion, my body pressed against the rose, my legs spread wide apart like an athlete. A soft murmuring spread across the room, I was in an earpiece on the left side so I couldn't pick the words easily but still I focused my undivided attention on my craft pouring my all into it. The Elite club 0.2 isn't just the regular clubs with VIP in attendance and a few men who just started touching funds. The club is meant for the old money kind of CEOs, the ones born and bred in wealth and affluence, the men who never had to chase anything all their life because all they needed to do was snap a finger and all they wanted would be set on a table before them.

He wouldn't call if it hadn't been something crucial. I growled low in my throat, gripping the steering wheel tighter. Whatever this was, it better be important. It better be life or death. Because if it wasn't— I forced myself to breathe. To focus. The city passed in a blur, and soon I arrived at Eclipse Lounge. It was most exclusive clubhouse in the heart of the city. It was one of my investments-a place where the powerful came to play, where secrets were traded and alliances were forged. I owned it, but I rarely visited. I found most of the clientele tedious.

"Out?" "There is an exclusive, private venue downtown," Damian explained, leaning back in his leather chair, his dark eyes analyzing my every micro-expression. "To the outside world, it operates as an elite, invitation-only lounge for high-net-worth individuals. But beneath the main floor lies a hidden, highly vetted section dedicated entirely to the lifestyle. A private sanctuary for those who understand absolute dominance and submission." My breath trapped itself solidly in my throat. My heart hammered against my ribs as the sheer reality of his words settled into my mind. An exclusive club. A private BDSM venue. A place where people like Damian and me exist

“I’m still going to need more details than that.” “The Marigold Club is, ah, how do I say this? It’s where rich women go to ‘drink tea’,” she made some air quotes with perfectly manicured fingers, “which is just code for gossip, make backroom deals and ogle the servers - who usually work there for no more than a year before being snatched up by moAllieing agencies.” She rolled her eyes. “But. It’s highly exclusive. They only invite 3 new members a year and most of them are legacies. So, I need you to accept this in person tonight, so I get access to the members only website and network. Those are worth so much more than hot servers and high tea.”

She smiled at me in that brittle, glitter-diamond way wealthy women did when they wanted something. I returned the smile. “Tell me more,” she said, leaning forward. “About this circle your PA mentioned yesterday. You called it… what?” “An exclusive wives’ club,” I answered softly, letting the phrase linger in the air like perfume. “Though ‘club’ is too small a word. It’s a world.” Her pupils dilated. Hook. I pretended nonchalance, brushing imaginary lint off my pale silk dress. “It’s not public. Not advertised. You can only get in through invitation only. And membership changes lives.”

She feels I need to find someone who can handle me -period. As I arrived, I noticed the parking lot was damn near full. It was nice to get away from the house and into my element. I sat in the car and watched a few people walk into the establishment. This is a private, members only club which is very exclusive for those who live this lifestyle. I approached the door and flashed my member’s card and the retractable queue lane was removed from the blacked out door. The doorman opened the door as I walked into a dimly lit room while he closed the door behind me.

Demark smiled widely at the incredible reaction, waiting for the claps to die down before he made a major announcement. “Now, let me make something very clear to all our buyers tonight,” Mr. Demark stated firmly into the microphone. “This luxury design is completely non-exclusive. This work is not limited to my company alone. This exact collection will be found in my company, inside All Jewelry & Fashion, and within the stores of every single partner CEO standing on this stage tonight.”

“The Sovereign Hall?” "Yes, Luna. It's an exclusive members only club. Every year His Majesty invites elites from all over the globe for a private dinner night. I'm talking politicians, billionaires, pack leaders, tech geniuses and even a few royal families. Although, you won’t find those internet influencers here, thank the Moon Goddess for that. This is the first time in years his Majesty decided to host one here in Globerfield. I wonder why that is.” I knew why. It was probably because of me. But I had zero idea Ashton hosted an event like this.