Married To My Billionaire Nemesis
Lavender Pen on my own pretending he's beside metrouble when you walked inthe other side of the doorwhy am i suddenly stumbling over my words
She catches my hand before I can pull away, her eyes wide with worry.
"Hayden..."
I squeeze her fingers once, trying to reassure her.
"I promise."
I walk out before anyone can ask questions.
The moment I'm in the car, I call the detective.
"Tell me," I say the second he picks up. "Is there a place these three visit regularly?"
There's a pause on the line.
"Yes," he says carefully. "They all frequent the same underground venue. It's a private BDSM club. Very exclusive. Very... extreme. The kind of place where rules don't apply if you pay enough."