Finding Home: A Club Dark Novel by Reagan Hollow Read Free Book Online

has a temper, and it’s not pretty.” Lovely. Just what I don’t need in my life right now.
    “Will I be in the way being here? Your boss did say it’s a big night.” I ask her, secretly hoping she says yes so I can leave.
    “So long as you stay here at the bar you should be fine.” Amber gives my shoulder a light nudge and turns around.
    “What’s down those halls?” My curiosity is getting the best of me and I couldn’t hold back asking any longer. She doesn’t answer immediately which has me a bit worried.
    “You know how Cory, Mr. Lewis, says this is a gentlemen’s club? That’s just a front for legal purposes.” What the hell did I walk into and why would Amber bring me here without telling me all of this to begin with? “When you walk through those doors, you’ll see the usual; it looks like any other gentlemen’s club. We have strippers who cater to those who are just looking for a fun night and a good show.” Okay, I can handle that, it’s just like a strip club.
    “But Mr. Lewis also runs a more lucrative business that makes us a little more exclusive. You have to pay big money to go down those halls, and you can imagine what lies beyond those doors.” I was fine until she continued, now I really do just want to go home.
    “So basically this is a sex club?” I ask, looking at her with complete shock on my face.
    “Exactly!” she says with a huge smile on her face.
    “And what role do you play here?” I’m really not meaning to come across so judgmental, honest!
    Luckily she doesn’t seem at all fazed by my question; she just plays it cool yet again. “Really I’m just a bartender. A lot of the clients who come here really are just looking for a show and not interested in touching. Some of the guys have wives and don’t want to completely betray them.” I get that and don’t have a problem with guys that want to enjoy a stripper every now and then. “My role is to just keep them happy, which usually just means getting them drunk. Some of them are content with that. Others end up converting to platinum members which gets them access to the halls.”
    Wow, my head is spinning with all this information. What I’m gathering is, to outsiders, this is an upscale gentlemen’s club, but to members, it’s an illegal sex club.
    I wonder why Amber would trust me with this information, why she thinks I won’t report this place? She doesn’t know me well enough to know if she can trust me with this information or not. I’m still trying to figure her out to get a sense of what kind of person she is. What I do know is I keep feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand up which leads me to believe someone has their eyes on me. I have a pretty good idea who that someone is too.
    It’s about 11pm, and the club is starting to fill up. I’m sitting here at the bar watching Amber just to see what she does for a living. I have to admit that she’s pretty talented. Not only does she put on a great show twirling and filling the glasses, but she is also very fast about getting each of the drinks put out. There are at least twelve men seated at her side of the bar, and she hasn’t left a single one of them wanting. It’s getting to be pretty packed in here, and I honestly don’t know what to do with myself. I feel really out of place seeing as they clearly cater to mostly men here. All of the leering looks I keep getting is making me uncomfortable. I feel like they are all looking at me like I am one of the dancers and they are waiting for me to start removing my clothes or something.
    I start to get that hair-raising sensation again right before I feel a firm hand on the small of my back, and my body instantly freezes. Goose bumps break out along my back as I feel a warm breath trail across my neck and a whisper in my ear. “Enjoying yourself, Ms. Carter?” Funny, I don’t remember giving him my last name.
    “Yes, I am, Mr. Lewis,” I reply on a shaky exhale.
    “Well, it seems you have