Club Prive: Un-Leashed (Kindle Worlds Novella) (A Bad Boy Crime Family Romance Book 1) by Bella Love-Wins Page A

regular basis. Or he was being the usual inflexible, insistent, authoritative, control-freak as always. That, raised to the power of geekdom. Yes, as handsome and attractive as women found him, Jeff was a nerd through and through.
    Because they were under twenty-one, Jeff added one extra rule to the mix.
    No alcohol.
    They all mirrored Jeff’s solemn expression, and gave their word about laying low and behaving themselves.
    Too bad it was for nothing.
    Even though all our names were on the guest list, the bouncer at the roped-in area outside carded them when we got there.
    “Sorry, Mr. Henderson,” he said to Jeff. “They’re under twenty-one. Management won’t take the risk, sir. I hope you understand.”
    Franko wanted to protest, but his buddies led him back to the limo. He calmed down when Tre reminded him that they had their fake IDs back at my place. Jeff told his driver to take them anywhere they wanted to go, and the kids left.
    That left Jeff, Paige and me. He took us inside, striding through the entrance like he’d just made it home. We stopped at the coat check booth, noticing the upbeat music from a live band playing somewhere past the immense double doors further down the hallway.
    “He’s really into this place, isn’t he?” Paige asked. She nodded over at Jeff, already greeting patrons that must have been regulars just like him.
    “If he could, he’d probably live here.”
    “What about you?”
    “I’ve got nothing against the place…consenting adults should be free to do as they please.”
    “I suspect there’s a but coming. You didn’t actually answer my question.”
    “True. I would say that my preferences aren’t much different from anyone here, except for two things.”
    “Which are?”
    I pulled her close and whispered into her ear, “First, when I find something I want, I don’t like sharing.”
    Her hand snaked around my waist and slid up my back.
    “And?” she said in a breathy moan that had me straining against my zipper.
    “I enjoy my privacy.”
    Jeff cleared his throat beside us. “Save some of that for when we get inside,” he teased. “Come on. I’ll give you two a quick tour.”
    “I think we can find our way around,” I told him. “I’ve been here before, remember?”
    “I know, but they’re trying out something new for the next couple of Fridays. Remember the private rooms upstairs?”
    “Yes.”
    “Well they’re perfect…so perfect that they’re almost always booked out by the membership. A few of us have been asking for more private spaces, so…let me show you. Come with me.”
    We followed him into the large main hall. It was different from my last visit. The space was transformed. Light, airy translucent drapes hung from the vaulted ceilings and down the walls. Ornate chandeliers were strategically accented with purple and blue uplighting and fabric made from the same drapes fanned out around them. We passed the area that was sometimes used for dancing. The retractable floor was opened tonight, showing the stylish, elaborate pool. Its intricate marble and mosaic tile design was even more pronounced tonight now that the blue and purple fiber optic lighting around the club reflected around it.
    A few small groups were grazing at a long table near the main bar, laden with fruits and cheeses, caviar and other hors d’oeuvres. Everyone was well-dressed, including the servers passing by with their trays with wines, beers and other alcoholic drinks.
    “This is gorgeous,” Paige said.
    “It is,” I agreed. She made quite the impression on me as I glanced over at her. Paige was carefully surveying every detail the club—and the people—with eyes wide and face intrigued. We passed a few couples chatting, kissing or making out at a few lounge areas and booths. Her expression could only be described as studious, reflective, and enchanted. She wasn’t embarrassed or uncomfortable. To the contrary, she was fascinated, indulging with her eyes, absorbing