Page 108 of Indulge
“It’s because I’m your good boy, precious. Now let’s go to Inferno. Where all our dreams will come true.”
My heart rate spikes.
“So Decadence is the chocolate factory. Inferno is what? A kinky club.”
He bites his lip with a boyish grin.
“Not just any kinky club. The most elite in the world, right on our doorstep.”
My mouth drops open.
“Wow.”
He nods.
“Close those pretty lips before I shove my cock between them. I’m trying so hard to be good for you right now, but there’s only so much restraint a man can have.”
I lace my fingers through his and he helps me off the counter.
I’m nervous but excited. With him by my side, I can do anything.
50
REGGIE
The hum of Inferno never stops. The most elite sex club in America, yet right now, it feels anything but sexy.
In fact, I’m itching to fucking leave. I come here for work purposes only now. I’m done with that part of my life. I’ve had a taste of a future I never dreamed of even wanting. Yet, now I can’t let go of it.
But somehow, my past always seems to catch up with me. And here I am.
Lyla sits across from me, legs crossed, red nails tapping the armrest like she’s counting down to her next performance.
I pour whiskey just to have something to do with my hands.
“Alright,” I say, leaning back. “You said it was important.”
Her gaze flicks to my glass, then to me. “I’m pregnant.”
I take a slow sip. No flinch. No blink. Nothing.
She always hated that she couldn’t read me.
“Congratulations,” I say flatly.
Then I laugh low. “Creative opener.”
Her eyes flash. “I’m serious.”
“So am I.” I swirl the whiskey, watching the amber burn against the glass. “I had access to your notes, used condoms religiously. And let’s face it—most of the time, I wasn’t the one fucking you. I’m calling absolute bullshit.”
She crosses her arms, trembling slightly. “You think I’d make that up?”
“Yes.” Calm. Cold. “You’d set fire to a church if it meant getting my attention recently.”
The mask slips for the briefest second, and now the venom is peeking through. “You’re such a fucking bastard.”
“Only when people waste my time. We had an agreement. That ended. We’re adults. This needs to stop.”
