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Well, most of them, anyway. Taking his beer with him, Judd went back into the house and headed for his laptop on the desk in the corner of the living room. Taking a slug of Blue Moon, he pulled up FetLife. There had been a time when he trolled the site regularly, but it had been months since he'd scrolled through the posts. As usual, there were a handful of messages from would-be submissives looking for a Dom. These he generally ignored on principle. Bypassing the messages, Judd zeroed in on a chat group that was local to the area. Members all lived in southeast Florida. Scrolling down the page, he found a thread where people were posting about night clubs they liked to visit.

Joshua walked up to the flat, the door was open, and the flat was filled with drunk addicts and alcoholics; music was playing loud enough for all five floors of the flats to hear. No one knew who Joshua was; they ignored him as he entered, except Monisha, who knew him. Her eyes grew big when she saw him. “Joshua,” she shouted between the loud music, “never expected to see you here?” “Well, how could you when I was not invited? Where is Winter?” “You must be the infamous Joshua,” said Dusty from behind; he was high and drunk. Joshua removed his arm around his shoulder, “You need to relax and join us.” Said Dusty.

Even if he has been kind to me thus far. “Come on, it will be fun. I’m Josh by the way. I work here and it’s important for me to make sure our customers have a good time while they are here,” he says, holding his hands back as if to excuse himself of touching me. It seems innocent enough, although I am still skeptical. Looking at the dance floor and seeing it’s not too far from the bathroom, I decide to agree. Only in case Kael comes out and I can grab him.

Ever since they planned on meeting Leo and Crystal, he has been real quiet and can't talk to for the whole week, so unlikely of Leo. "I'm fine, just doing my job done. Have to work for my monthly salary." He replied, trying to make his tone lively while putting all the cleaning tools in his cart. Joshua suddenly felt guilty about what he and his bros did. "Look Leo, why don't we have a bit of fun in Alexis' club tonight after work? I have something to tell you." He pockets both of his hands as he stands at the hallway of the 11th floor.

It almost made me jump out of my skin. Theo nodded again, a smirk playing on his lips as he grabbed Josh by the elbow and tugged gently. A silent message to start moving. Josh exhaled a long suffering sigh as he stood. “Duty calls, Hale,” he said to me, giving me a ridiculous salute. “But don’t worry. We’ll pick this up again.” Fuck me.

Ash was flexing dramatically while Mac narrated his stats like a sportscaster. Milo ducked into his corner, heart still stuttering, sweat cooling on his skin. He hadn’t stopped smiling. "We’re not wasting a night like that in the hotel bar," Josh announced. "That was a statement game. I want music, overpriced drinks, and someone to yell at me over the bass." There was a chorus of agreement, growing louder with each voice. "Proper bar tonight," Mac said. "One that plays music you can actually dance to. Not that sad lounge attached to the hotel."

Josh commanded his friends. "You're right, let's go!" ***

"Yes, someone who worked for Sehrize's ex-lover who had met death, he was a member of Joshen." Anthony's serious face made Groddy immediately wet his throat with saliva.His body stiffened again,didn't think that the Joshen members were back in Switzerland. When he believed that Sehrize and his daughter had found peace to start a new life in a countrynewly built palace.

Joshua looked at the phone again. "Oh wow." "What?" "You guys are literally on the same line." "No." "It's right there." "No." "It says—" "I CAN READ." Then there was silence then there was another sound. PING. Everyone looked and there was a new group chat. International Unit One. Members added and there was silence, everyone stared and suddenly, Aiden Cross typed “Hello.” and nobody replied to him. He kept typing. “Excited to work with everyone.” still nothing. “I think we're going to have fun.”