Page 7 of Amore
“So”—Candace leaned her elbows on the white tablecloth—“you’re saying there’s a chance?”
I chuckled slightly and told her what she wanted to hear because she tended to overreact about certain things. “Yeah, there’s a chance, but not while we’re partners.”
* * *
After dinner,Candace and I went back to the house, had sex, and fell asleep. The next morning, we grabbed breakfast on the way home before I dropped her off at her place and went to my apartment to get ready for my security gig at Sensation.
Sensation was an exclusive sex club in Beverly Hills that held parties once or twice a month. I manned the door, checked people off the member list, and made two hundred bucks an hour. It was a nice way to make extra cash so I could buy a house one day.
Dressed in a black polo shirt and black slacks, I made my way to the mansion. Candace didn’t know what I did on the side besides private security. She’d tried to ask me a few times, but I told her I had to sign an NDA, which was true because some elite celebrities were members. Every time I manned the door, I had to tame my excitement when I got star-struck.
The staff parked in an open lot that Savior, the owner of Sensation, owned close to the mansion. When members dropped their cars with the valet service, the cars were parked in the same lot. However, many of the members arrived in a limo or had their own driver.
As I walked up the path toward the mansion, my phone buzzed with a text. I pulled it out of my pocket.
Candace:Thank you for last night. Maybe next time we can go for a few days.
Me:Yeah, maybe.
Candace:I’ll plan it. Love you.
I didn’t respond to the text.
Using the employee entrance, I walked into the basement. It had been converted into a staff locker room with showers and cubbies for storage, plus areas for the employees to get ready. During the monthly parties, there were performances in a yellow room, and some of the performers were Savior’s pets, but a lot of the members did their own thing, which was sex. A lot of sex. Sex with strangers. Sex with multiple people. Whatever they desired. During the private parties for Diamond Members, staff was sometimes used as plates or put on shows. Sometimes I wished I could see what went on, but my job was at the entrance. It was probably for the best since I was a cop, but I assumed nothing illegal went on inside.
“Hey, Luke,” Lily, one of the performers, greeted me as I walked past her.
“Hey, Lil. How’d you do on your final exam?” She was a junior at the University of Southern California. Some of the other staffers were college students too. Some were models or aspiring actors, but we all worked for Savior because he paid well.
“A-minus, but I passed the class.”
“Good for you.”
“Thank you. Any plans for the summer?”
I stuck my earpiece into my ear. “Maybe get away for a few days with my girlfriend, but nothing’s planned yet.” Or maybe it was since it seemed Candace planned shit without me knowing.
“That’s cool.”
More staff arrived, and I left the basement, going up to the main floor to head outside. Members would start arriving shortly and it was my job to make sure their memberships were active, and if they brought a guest, that person was on the approved list.
Easy money.
* * *
The party had started,and with each limo or luxury car that arrived, I marked them off the list. Another sleek black limo arrived, and as soon as the couple stepped out, I recognized them immediately. They came every month.
“Mr. and Mrs. Jameson.”
“Evening, Luke. How are you tonight, mate?” Booker inquired, showing me his Diamond Member card.
“Not too bad. How are you, Mrs. Jameson?” I asked his pregnant wife.
“Ready to have this baby.” She smiled and rubbed her belly.
“About another month, right?”
“Yes, but it can’t come soon enough,” Peyton replied.
