“Stop,” he whispered and pulled me up. “I don’t want to come in your mouth.”
“I don’t mind.”
“You’re the first girl I’ve ever had in here. I want it to be special.” He rolled me over to my back again. “I want to watch your face as I make you climax.”
I lay back as he slowly lowered his boy on top of mine.
“Just give me a second.” He grinned wickedly. “If I enter you now, I’ll come within seconds.”
“I don’t mind,” I said again.
“No, I don’t want to come until I hear you panting.” His fingers played with my hair. “I don’t want to come until I feel you coming all over my cock.”
“You’re so rom—” I started but gasped as I felt his fingers gently rubbing my clit. “Oh, Greyson.”
“Oh, Meg.” He grinned back at me. “Cat got your tongue?” He winked as he slipped a finger inside of me. I closed my eyes and tried to stop my body from trembling as I felt a second finger entering me. “You’re going to be the undoing of me.”
“No,” I moaned. “I, oh my!” I screamed as soon as I felt his tongue licking me and his lips descended on my clit. “Oh my...” My legs clutched his head between my legs. “Greyson.”
“I lied,” he whispered. “You’re the undoing of me.” He pulled up and within seconds he was inside of me, moving slowly so that I could feel every inch of him as he entered me. “You were the undoing of me as soon as you walked through those gates.”
“The pearly gates of hell,” I moaned as I writhed against him.
Greyson grabbed my hands and increased his pace. My breasts bounced against his chest, and I wrapped my legs around his waist so that I could feel him deeper inside of me. Greyson groaned as my hands squeezed his ass and I started gyrating my hips underneath him. We moved in beautiful symphony as our bodies built up to their final release. I knew the second it was going to happen for both of us, as we both stilled for one second before our bodies started moving frantically, anticipating our sweet releases. We held on to each other tightly as we came, and our lips sought each other as our orgasms took over our bodies and connected as us one.
***
“Your body is so warm after lovemaking, and it glows.” He stared at me wonderingly. “Did you know that?”
“I didn’t.” I smiled at him, exhausted but wanting some answers.
“I love just being with you.” He pulled me closer to him and held me tightly.
“Greyson, will you tell me what happened to Maria please?” I leaned back and stared at him.
He closed his eyes and sighed. “Why do you want to know?”
“It’s important.”
“She died.”
“How did she die, Greyson?” My fingers traced the lines on his face as I tried to memorize his features.
“You don’t want to know.” He shook his head and he opened his eyes again. They looked at me bleakly. “You really don’t want to know, Meg.”
“Do you know where Nancy is?” I prodded.
“No.” He looked away from me and then his phone started ringing. He reached down and picked it up. “Greyson.”
“Greyson, it’s Patsy. Mr. Stephanopolous is here to pick up the girls.” I closed my eyes and pretended that I wasn’t listening to the conversation.
“Okay?”
“One of the girls is refusing to go.” Patsy sounded stressed through the phone.
“Tell her that her life will be better this way.” Greyson sighed. “Take care of it, Patsy.”
“Yes, Greyson.” She hung up and he looked up at me.
“I suppose you heard that.”
I nodded, too choked up to say anything. It was true then. It was confirmed. Greyson was in the human trafficking business.
Chapter 8
A Few Days Ago
Greyson
The résumé in my hands didn’t make sense to me. Why would a lawyer apply for a bartending job? Or a job she thought was bartending? She didn’t fit the profile of the girls I hired to work at the club. A lawyer would only mean snooping and trouble, but I was curious as to why she was here. What sort of woman went to two interviews for a job that had to cry out as being not very legitimate? Not a woman with any sense.
“Your next appointment is waiting in the hallway,” Maggie said throught the phone to me. “Though I don’t know if she’s right for the club, Mr. Twining.”“Why’s that, Maggie?”
“She wanted to know your name.” She continued. “They never want to know your name.”
“Thanks, Maggie.” I hung up the phone and sat back.
It was possible, of course, that she was a journalist trying to find out what was going on at the club. Though this would be an odd way to go about it. I would think she’d pretend to have been a dancer in her previous life, not a lawyer.
I stood up with an odd feeling in my stomach. I felt excited about seeing who this girl was. Her résumé didn’t have her name on it, which I thought was odd. I walked to the door, opened it, and looked outside into the dark hallway.
My breath caught as I stared at the beautiful redhead sitting waiting for me. She had an air of confidence about her that I wasn’t used to seeing at the club. She didn’t look like a lawyer though—not with the sexy outfit she had on.
“You here for the interview?” I asked her roughly. I was angry at myself for feeling drawn to her. I always prided myself on my complete and utter lack of feelings. It was how I had gotten so far.
“Um, yes,” she squeaked, jumped up, and walked over to me. Her dress was even shorter than I’d thought, and I stared at her legs as she made her way towards me. She looked like sex on legs. I shifted as I stood there staring at her, surprised that I was already starting to grow hard.
“What’s your name?” I barked at her, annoyed with myself. I should just send her away. Every nerve in me was shouting that this woman was trouble and that she did not belong at the club.
“Jada.” She swallowed and I stared at long, graceful neck. I tried to hide my smile as she lied. There was no way that this girl’s name was Jada. No way at all.
I invited her into the room with me and we made small talk. I wasn’t really sure what she was saying. I was too caught up in her heaving breasts as they teased me from the top of her dress.
I shifted in my chair uncomfortably as I stared at her résumé. This woman was different from every other woman I had ever met. I wasn’t sure how I knew that or why I knew it. But instinctively, I knew.
“Take your clothes off,” I commanded, trying to gain control of the situation and my mind. I needed to think of her as every other girl.
“What?” Her jaw fell open as she screeched. Her eyes looked at me in shock, and I tried not to laugh. She definitely was not private club material.
“I said, take your clothes off.” I stared at her impatiently. “Now,” I demanded, curious to see what she was going to do.
“I heard you.” She glared at me, and I missed the rest of her words as I watched her eyes sparking anger at me.
She was angry and shocked, and she wasn’t hiding her emotions from me. I found myself liking how strong she was. In this business, I very rarely came across strong women. I knew then that I had to tell her to leave. I didn’t want to find myself liking her. I was about to tell her to leave when my phone rang.
“This is Greyson Twining,” I answered while still staring at her face. She was beautiful even while she stared at me with contempt.
“Greyson, it’s Brandon.” I stilled as I heard his voice. It had been a long time since we’d spoken, and I was surprised to hear his voice.
“Listen, there is a girl coming to interview at the club. Her name is Meg. She’s a cute blonde. Do not hire her. Whatever you do, please do not hire her.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Brandon. You can’t tell me who I can and can’t hire.” I was annoyed at his call but noticed that the girl in front of me had started looking at the ground. I stared at th
e top of her head and could see a slip of blond at the front. She was wearing a wig! “No cute blondes named Meg have come in today. I gotta go.” I hung up then, suddenly curious as to how she knew Brandon and why she was here.
I stood up and walked closer to her. I could see her looking at me with a confused expression. I stared back at her and grinned inwardly as I saw her staring at me body and take a step back. She looked back up at me and I could see the desire in her eyes. It made me happy.
I leaned towards her and she closed her eyes, eagerly awaiting a kiss. I pulled her wig off and laughed lightly as she opened her eyes slowly. There was disappointment in them, and I knew then that I had to have her. Her face was so expressive and her eyes told me everything she was thinking. I wasn’t going to turn her away.
I didn’t know how she knew Brandon and I didn’t care. I didn’t even care that she might be the demise of the private club. All I knew was that I had to have her. I had to get to know this wonderful, mysterious girl. Even if it changed everything in my life. Especially if it changed everything.
***
It had only been two days, but everything in my life felt different. Suddenly the sky seemed bluer and the grass seemed greener. Even the sounds of the birds chirping had become a melody I didn’t want to stop. And it was all because of her.
It scared me how Meg now occupied my mind. How her body made me feel. How she made me feel. I felt like a new man. Everything in my life had changed the day Maria died. My whole world had come crashing down and I hadn’t known which way was up. I felt responsible for her death even though I hadn’t been the one to pull the trigger. She had died because of a series of events that I had put into motion.
Ever since that day, I’d been trying to seek redemption for my sins. But I’d known that whatever I did wouldn’t be enough. I’d never be enough. My life was never going to be more than it was.
But then she arrived and everything changed. I found myself opening up to her. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, and she was drawn to me. I tried to warn her to stay away. I knew that I would end up hurting her as well. But I’d rather she hurt because of my rejection than because of the real me. I wouldn’t be able to stand to see the look in her eyes when she realized who I was.
I wasn’t proud of myself. I tried to warn her. But I just couldn’t step away from her. I didn’t want her to leave, yet I needed her to leave. Meg Riley was going to be the undoing of me and it scared the hell out of me.
I opened the files on my desk and looked at the files of all the girls I’d sent away. There had to have been at least five hundred girls that had gone through the club now. five hundred girls, yet it wasn’t enough.
“Greyson?” Patsy knocked on the door and then walked in. “Are you busy?”
“No, come in.” I looked up at her and smiled.
I felt ashamed for the way I had treated Patsy. She had always been loyal, from day one, even though I had treated her like shit. We’d slept together for about a week when she’d first started and then I’d just stopped wanting to be with her. I hadn’t liked the fact that she had seemed to be falling for me, so I’d allowed her to walk in on me fucking another girl. It had seemed easier than telling her that I hadn’t wanted her anymore. She’d never complained or screamed. She’d just accepted it and kept working for me. And now she was one of the only people who knew that went on at the club. She knew everything.
“I wanted to see how you’re doing.”
“I’m fine. Why?”
“You’ve seemed different.” She shrugged. “More antsy.”
“I’m fine.”
“You can leave this all behind you know, Greyson.” She walked up to the desk. “We could leave, let someone else take over. You don’t have to do this anymore.”
“I can’t stop now.” I shook my head. “This is my bed. I need to lie in it.”
“No you don’t,” she countered. “This doesn’t have to be your life.”
“Patsy, is there anything else?” I sighed and looked at her expectantly. I didn’t want to be rude and throw her out of the office, but I was getting annoyed.
“I thought you didn’t believe in love.” She bit her lip and stared at me. “I thought that the reason you were the way you were was because you couldn’t love.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“But you’re different. You care about that Riley girl, don’t you?” Her eyes looked sad. “I wondered why you hired her. She doesn’t fit the mold of the girls we accept at the club. Not the old club or the new club.”
“Patsy,” I started, but she shook her head.
“No.” She sounded upset. “I just wished I understood what she has that I don’t. I’ve seen it all, Greyson. I know who you were and who you are and I’m still here.”
“I know and I appreciate that.”
“I’m still here. I’ve always been here. I’ve kept your secrets, but you still don’t love me.”
“I don’t love anyone.” I sighed, not even knowing how I felt any more.
“You don’t see it yet, but I do. We all do.” She turned away from me. “But she’ll destroy everything, Greyson. She won’t be able to accept it. I know girls like her. She doesn’t know what life is like. The real grit, the dirt, the hard times, the bad times, the evil times. She doesn’t know it like I do. She’s not worth your energy, Greyson.”
“Please don’t talk about her like that,” I said softly, trying to hide the anger building up in me. “Please, Patsy.”
“You don’t even know her!” Her voice rose. “How can you feel this way about her already? I’ve been here for years.”
“Patsy.” I sighed. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.”
“She’s going to bring it all back up, you know. That girl Nancy? She came to me, but I don’t know where she went. She’s Maria’s sister, you know.”
“I know.” I nodded. “I know a lot of things, Patsy.”
“Oh?” She looked at me then and her face stilled.
“I know about you and David.”
“What?” Her eyes popped open. “I never told him anything, I swear.”
“I know, Patsy. I trust you.” I walked over to her and hugged her. “I trust you and I love you like a sister, Patsy. But I don’t love you as anything more. I will never love you like that.”
She didn’t answer then, but I could feel wet tears on my shoulder as she sobbed. I held her tight, sad that I had broken her in this way. I felt sick to my stomach. It seemed that all I did was bring pain to women.
I allowed her to get it out. But as I stood there, all I could think about was Meg. My beautifu,l wonderful Meg. I knew that she had questions about the club. She had questions and she had theories. I was scared to tell her the truth while she still had some hope about me. I knew that once she knew the truth she would be gone and I’d never see her again. And I wasn’t ready for that to happen just yet.
I wasn’t ready for the heart I hadn’t even known existed until a few days ago to break already.
Chapter 9
Present Day
Meg
I walked through the corridors aimlessly. I felt empty inside. The phone call had changed something in me. It had made me completely raw inside. As soon as Greyson had received another call from Patsy, he’d had to leave. He had asked me to wait so we could talk, but I’d slipped out of the bedroom as soon as he’d left. As far as I was concerned, I needed to get out of the club.
I didn’t want to see Ryan again and I didn’t want to be around Greyson any longer. I could no longer play the ignorance game. He was evil—pure evil. Maybe there was some good in him that was aching to break out, but I couldn’t be that woman to wait and see if it was going to happen.
I rounded the corner where the nursery was and stopped suddenly. The door was slightly ajar, and I walked up to it carefully to peek in. I saw that there was a baby in one of the cribs and the room was filled with some people. I recognized Patsy and
Greyson but there was a man and a girl I didn’t recognize.
“She said she won’t go without the baby.” Patsy sounded annoyed.
“Jessica, you have to go.” Brandon stroked her shoulder.
“I don’t want to go without my baby.” The girl shook her head and started crying.
“I will make sure they take care of you.” The other man spoke up. “This is for the best of you and your baby.”
“But I don’t want to go.”
“You have to go.” Patsy stood in front of her. “They are waiting for you, Jessica. They’ve been waiting for a week.”
“But my baby!” the girl cried and then the baby started wailing.
“We will take care of your baby.” Greyson rubbed his forehead. “You have my word.”
“But what about me?”
“You’ll be taken good care of.”
“That’s what you tell all the girls.”
“Well, it’s true.” Greyson looked annoyed. “I have to go.”
“But, Greyson.” Patsy reached out to stop him and he pushed her away.
“Take care of this, Patsy.” He strode towards the door and I backed away fast so that he didn’t see me.
I ran quickly to the his office as I knew that that was the way out. My heart was beating so quickly that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I reached the hallway where I had sat outside on that first day and stumbled and fell to the ground in tears. I could barely see where I was going. I jumped back up, dried my eyes, and took a deep breath. I had to get out of this place and I had to leave now.
I ran through the entrance to the gates and was just about to leave when I froze. I knew that he was behind me, even though he hadn’t said a word.
I turned around slowly and stared at him. He looked at me wordlessly and stayed still. He didn’t move towards me and I didn’t move towards him. We just stared at each other in silence. His face looked remote and closed off, and I knew he could tell that I’d been crying.
He finally spoke. “Were you going to leave without saying goodbye?”
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