“Go enjoy, let loose, and forget about your life for a couple of hours.” Alex smiles as he claps me on the back, shoving me toward the rooms.
My hand lands on the knob of the first door that has a green light on, so I open, step in, and close it behind me. Instantly, the light turns red, which must mean it’s now occupied while my eyes focus on what’s around me.
It looks like a luxurious hotel room but with a little bit more. There is a large round bed in the middle of the room with faux furs thrown all over it. The walls are made to appear like ice, as if I might be in an ice palace. There’s also a fireplace on one wall with two chairs that look like beds and another faux fur rug in front of the fake fire. On the other wall is an array of toys for the occupant to use—floggers, whips, chains, handcuffs, wax candles, and massage oils. Then on the other side, there’s a wooden desk with a tablet on a stand in the middle. I pick it up and swipe it open. My bracelet lights up, and the tablet’s voice welcomes me to the club. It then explains how the rooms work, that there is a button to open curtains and turn on microphones if I would like people to watch. Then it explains the different items on the menu from ordering food and drinks to toys, and all the way down to the different experiences I could be after. There was also a menu of gorgeous women on offer to help facilitate anything I desire.
This is seriously mind-blowing, and why have I not been here before?
Because Miranda would not have been interested in this.
True, but we wouldn’t have had to share each other—it would have been fun just the two of us.
She was into sharing, just you weren’t included.
My breath hitches in my chest as I try to shake the thoughts of Miranda from my mind.
Screw her.
Why am I allowing that bitch to affect my enjoyment of the club?
How dare she filter through my thoughts while I’m in a place like this. She made her bed, and she can damn well sleep in it with my brother.
I swipe through the different options, which has become overwhelming. Having all your desires laid out before you like a smorgasbord is a lot to take in all at once.
How do I even pick?