Page 95 of Flawed

"Okay. It's a sex club," she admits.

I gape at her.

She adds, "And there's one more catch."

"Which would be...?"

She winces. "It's kind of a place where all the crime families coexist. But there are rules."

"I'm so confused right now," I confess.

"There are VIP suites we aren't allowed in... Well, I should say that we shouldn't ever go inside of," she informs me.

"Because...?"

"You wouldn't want to hang out with the Abruzzos or O'Leary's, would you?" She smirks.

My heart races faster.Abruzzos? Would Luca be there?

"You would?" she questions. Horror fills her face.

I answer, "God, no! Why would we go somewhere that they hang out?"

"That's the thing. All the families go there. They have a pact that they leave each other alone. So we're good to go in any Marino or O'Connor suite," she states.

"To do what? I don't exactly want to have sex with the Marinos watching!" I squeal.

She slaps me with the back of her hand. "Eww. No. That's not what we'll be doing. You'll see."

I shake my head. "I don't know about this."

"Why not? I didn't take you for a prude," she comments.

I'm no longer the shy little virgin that Luca took home a decade ago. I've seen more crazy shit from being Massimo's flight attendant than most people would if they watched pornos. And I've slept with a handful of guys since Luca. I no longer feel naive. However, I admit, "This is a bit out of my league. Don't you think?"

She huffs. "Don't be crazy! Just stick with me."

"I don't know," I say.

"Just come this one time with me. If you hate it, you never have to return. Please," she begs.

Luca might be there.

I need to stay away from him.

What are the chances of running into him?

If he fucks another woman in front of me, I'll kill him.

This is crazy.

"Chanel! Pretty please with sugar on top," Pina pleads.

"What about Massimo? Is he going to care if I'm there?" I question. I've been to the Marino family parties and restaurant openings, but I don't normally socialize with them outside of those things.

She scoffs. "Dante lets me. Massimo is way more laid-back than him. He'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

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