Exclusive Club Novels & Stories

"F*ck you! I was already cooperating just like you said, and this is the treatment I get!?” I was about to walk out when he held my hand and pulled me back. "Not so fast, babe." "Hurry up! I wanna eat already!" "Just a little addition to our deal. I just thought of this last night." "Whatever!" The sides of his lips rose. "Until our deal is done, you should not date anyone else. You should only be dating me, and only me. You are exclusively mine for two months. Mine, and mine alone. Got that, babe?"

Jaylene could not hold her anger back any longer and blurted out angrily, "Keep your mouth shut if you don't know anything! If 'Cloud Nine' is not good, how could we use it to sign an exclusive contract with someone? Only the best perfumes in Caline will be considered for such an important deal!" Joe paused and turned to Grace, asking, "Mom, what's an exclusive contract?" Grace initially thought her son was speaking a little too bluntly, but upon hearing what Jaylene said, her expression immediately turned ugly. An exclusive contract referred to when a product could only be sold directly to specific people during the contract period. The contract would be breached if it was sold to others. G

Jackson was sure of one thing; the success of this project and its popularity as he stepped out of the car in front of the club, sighing in contentment as his eyes touched the name. Club of fantasies was as its name described It was a place he wanted to make as exclusive and mind blowing as possible and he knew that what the club had to offer was something anybody would kill to have for the night. He had made sure to have sections where the real clubbing and nightlife happened and then another room for the people with the fetish of wanting to watch people fuck. You will be surprised how many rich and popular men and women were on this table and are caged about it. His club offered exclusivit

"Okay, I'm telling you now so you won't be surprised, but we're leaving this weekend. My friends and I agreed on a game, and I want to take you because we will have some special guests, and want you to experience it. Have you ever attended the Elite Club?" "Elite Club where only billionaires and multi-millionaires are allowed? Of course not, but I heard about them from my family." Hawk gave me a meaningful look and I frowned before realization hit me. "They will be there? But how? I know they are not qualified because my father has been ranting about—you invited them?" I asked in disbelief when I remembered his earlier words.

“In fact, I’m not really into anything here really. I’m sorry I’ve wasted your time.” “Take a seat, dear.” Oh God, stop calling me dear, you madam from the best little whore house in Texas. I fall into the seat. She points toward the door. “We have literally hundreds of girls try to get a job here. All those girls out there in the waiting room will be unsuccessful today.” “W-why?” I stammer. “This is an exclusive club. We have memberships that cost a lot of money. Our clients are cultured and intelligent, so we only supply them with women who are of the same nature.”

SILVAN The North Club is undoubtedly the most high end, exclusive club in the city. Owned by the North Dynasty, the wealthiest family in New York, the club only caters to the top one percent of the city and its environs. Within the spacious, gated villa, I count three water fountains in the shape of a mountain eagle, more than twenty rare, luxury vehicles and an uncountable number of guards. This event is attended by dozens of powerful, highly placed men from all over the globe. I’m talking about Forbes-rated business men, politicians, ambassadors, judges and the likes.

I asked in a stunned voice Mr Voss's chest rumbled with a deep laugh, he undid his seat belt. “Yes, Yvonne darling, Goshen" My lips parted and I shook my head. “No way. This is The Goshen.” “Yes. You've heard of it before?" It was my turn to laugh. “Who hasn't?" Goshen was the most ultra-exclusive club and private lounge in the state. People always talk about it, how difficult it was to get a pass, and that not just any billionaire could become a member.

“She’s never been spotted at one of these places… even though she’s an elite herself.” “Could it be that she’s really…?” Their words trail off as my heels echo across the polished floor. These women—daughters of oil tycoons, wives of banking magnates, heiresses to old money—are all here, immersed in the world I built. Curated pieces from LM Group, luxury lines from the world's most exclusive designers, and accessories whispered to be custom commissions from a house no one can trace. The Elite Circle isn’t just a store. It’s a sanctuary for the top 0.01%. A playground for the powerful.

Cattleya’s POV "What do you mean? What about this club? Do you know this club?" I showed him the flyer. He sighed and said, "Yes, Jaxon Moretti owns this nightclub. It's a nightclub catering to the most exclusive clientele, and when I say elite, what I mean are affluent, well-connected people." I gasped softly and sat in the chair while thinking about what just happened to my sweet twin sister. “Do you think Ariella….”

It was a wild scene to behold. If I didn’t perform well enough, would I join them? I probably would. For my baby, maybe I have no choice. The stranger stopped to greet some people on the way. Then we walked up the stairs and into an office. After I took a seat and introduced myself, he started to introduce this place. “My name is Giovanni Battista and this is Club Eclipse.” “Club Eclipse is an exclusive nightclub that caters for the elite. We employ only the best dancers to satisfy the needs of our clients. And like I said earlier, I can tell you're a great dancer and you'll excel in this company,” he said.