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“You know, you almost had me there for a minute.” “What do you mean?” “This place being a swingers club. Yeah, right,” Chelsea chuckled out. “I’m not kidding,” Cat said slowly. “Wow. You really have this down pat.” “Okay, hold on a minute.” Cat reached for her small black purse. She pulled out her cell. After a few moments, she offered it to Chelsea. “Look for yourself.” Chelsea took the phone. Her eyes bulked at the website. The Fox Hole A Swingers Club The best adult entertainment in the tri-state area. Singles, LBGTQ, and married couples welcomed.

Holly asked with folded arms after finally giving into Kim's demands and letting her retrieve her secret stash of gin. "I fell right into it. The stupid idiot wasn't only sleeping with me, apparently he was also trying to get a gold membership card from me and his idiot friends!" Holly collapsed on an empty chair in laughter as Kim gulped down the gin straight from the bottle. Kim was an assistant manager at one of the biggest clubs in New York, named Ecstasy. It was a club for the rich and elite and every member was usually placed on a three month waiting list to be screened. That was how exclusive it was.

I said nonchalantly as I shrugged my shoulders. Neal, however, pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a heavy sigh of displeasure. "Allegra has not informed you of the kind of club that we're going to." Slightly confused about what he meant, I looked over at Allegra and waited for her to explain what he meant. In a very dramatic way, Allegra rolled her eyes. "It's a sex club, like Club Velvet. I didn't see what the big issue was." I could see where Neal would have slight issues with Allegra's idea, considering everything that had happened to me, but I didn't want them to feel they couldn't do the things they enjoyed simply because I had my drama.

The bellboy said earnestly. “This is a private clubhouse. All the services must be reserved in advance. Do you think you are eligible to make an appointment?” “How can you be so sure that I’m not qualified to make an appointment?” Harvey asked. The bellboy sighed again and said, “Dude, can you stop messing around here? Our clubhouse has been booked tonight, and we have a very high-profile guest!” “The people who come here to attend the gathering tonight are all the elites of the younger generation in Niumhi. Do you think you can participate in such a gathering with your appearance?”

Sebastian's POV I find myself in the VIP section of my latest club, having a conversation with Michal regarding business, especially concerning who is chasing after Shelly and where the mysterious Chase can be found. The club is already quite successful. We anticipated that it would draw in a fresh group of young adults, in addition to our existing clients on the payroll. As I talk with one of our members, Michal suddenly shouts, 'Hot damn,' causing me to turn and see what has caught his attention

Scar The Oak Club is the most exclusive invitation-only club on the planet. More exclusive than Bohemian Grove. More exclusive than the nuclear bunkers under the White House. It sits at the end of a long, private driveway, hidden behind high concrete walls lined with crushed glass and dotted by security cameras. Men in dark suits wander the scrubby grounds between the public world and the private oasis beyond. The scrubland gives way to a gorgeous ocean of green grass, shrubs, flowers, and trees, with the club itself in the center of all that gorgeously manicured plant life.

One that I knew I wasn’t going to like. “Hey,” said Gemma, mid-way in between the lecture, “my birthday is this weekend. My roommates and I are going out clubbing. You’re coming with me, right?” I smiled. Normally, that wouldn’t have been something I wanted to do. But with the way that Octavious Luna was looking at me like I belonged to his family, I wanted to do something reckless. Going to a club and dancing the night away with strangers seemed like the perfect solution to that. “Yeah,” I told her, “That sounds like a lot of fun.”

That comparison made my skin crawl but I didn't say anything. “You want to know the truth?” he asked, his voice dropping so low I had to lean in. “There’s a club. Not the kind of club men like your father should be seen in. Not the kind of club that matches the image he parades in daylight. It’s an exclusive for men only. A secret place where names are never exchanged, and masks are worn as easily as suits.” My heart thudded harder than I expected, but I kept my expression carefully blank. “And my father goes there?” I asked softly.

Kennis “Why do we have to go there? I was having a good time,” Louis said as we got out of the car in front of the new club, Night’s Hot Club. Oliver and his business partner owned it, and since Oliver was in the hospitality industry, he managed a chain of clubs and hotels. Night's Hot Club was their latest venture, and it was already making a name for itself. None of us had been there before, so he wanted to show us, especially since we were all gathered at our exclusive clubhouse, created by Emrys and Oliver centuries ago. Only a select few from high society were allowed there.

Adam made a point of scarfing down his meal as quickly as possible. That way, they could head straight to Ivo Morales' private club, which had a pretty suggestive name, by the way: "Lust." After all, that's exactly what you'd find there: every kind of sex and pleasure anyone could ever want to try. The club ran 24 hours a day, seven days a week—no breaks, no closing time. It was only for VIP clients: important men and women with loads of money and high social status.