Desired (Club Sin 3)

Kyler dropped down onto the couch, all too casually.

Ella sat next to him, crossing her legs. “He explained that it’s a privacy agreement to ensure I don’t talk about Club Sin to others.”

Dmitri settled in front of her with a soft gaze. “That’s right.” He offered her the clipboard, which pushed his sleeve up his arm. “Take a good look over it. If anything is confusing, let me know and I can explain it to you.”

Ella stared at Dmitri’s arm, seeing the same dragon tattoo that Kyler had on his arm. What she thought was simply a sexy tattoo now made her wonder if it held meaning in this club.

Something to find out later.

She accepted the clipboard, seriously doubting that she’d be confused. She’d lived and breathed contracts since college. Once she settled the clipboard onto her lap, she read over the document for only a moment before she chuckled.

“Problem?” Kyler asked.

She looked up, and her cheeks warmed under the stare of two extremely manly men. “Aidan drafted this for you, didn’t he?”

Dmitri’s brows rose. “How do you know that?”

“It’s the wording.” She shrugged. “It sounds like him.” Months of reading his technique in how he worded documents now seemed natural. She knew he’d done it himself.

“I’m impressed you could tell that,” Dmitri said, folding his arms. “I’m beginning to understand why Aidan has you working for him—you are good with the details.” He smiled, then gestured to the document. “Please keep reading.”

Ella glanced down to the page and continued reading the standard privacy agreement. Knowing Aidan’s style so well, she skimmed over the page, trusting what was said. He never would have drafted a contract that wasn’t up to par, nor would he put it in front of anyone to sign if it wasn’t in good faith. She hadn’t realized how much she trusted Aidan, but she discovered she absolutely did.

Aidan was likely the closest thing to a friend she had in Vegas, but she really didn’t know much about him. He kept things strictly professional. As she reached the end of the document, Dmitri offered her a pen and she accepted it. Then, with a sudden awareness and putting two and two together, she wondered if Aidan belonged to the dungeon, too.

Did her boss engage in kinky sex?

She pressed the pen against the paper and nearly laughed, not wanting to picture it. She did have to look him in the eye again. Besides, Aidan was on his honeymoon, and that meant he wasn’t there. As long as he didn’t see her at the club, she didn’t care what he did.

What he did in his private life was his business.

She signed and dated the document, then offered the pen and clipboard to Dmitri. He tilted his head, his eyes searching hers. “You signed that awfully quick for a legal assistant.”

“Aidan drafted it,” she replied with a slight shrug. “I trust him, and I’ve read hundreds of privacy contracts. It’s all simple and standard wording, nothing out of the ordinary.”

“Well, then, I’m glad Aidan has given me a good contract,” Dmitri said with a genuine smile. “So, you understand, then, what happens in the club stays in the club?” At her nod, he added, “It goes the same way with you, Ella. No one will speak about you outside of the club. We take privacy very seriously here. All clear?”

“All clear,” she replied.

“Very well.” Dmitri returned to the desk. He put her contract in a folder and then placed it in a filing cabinet.

Yeah, no kidding, you take it all very seriously. You keep a filing cabinet for your kinky club! She restrained her smile.

Kyler rose and offered his hand. “All right, Ella, let’s see to that challenge of yours. I’m sure in a few moments, you’ll be wondering what in the hell you’ve gotten yourself into.”

“Oh, please, I think I can handle this.” She slid her hand into his, loving how he locked his fingers around hers. There was something so special in the way he held her hand. As if his arms wrapped around her and he’d never let her fall.

Dmitri chuckled as he headed to the doorway. “Ah, a brave woman, I see.” He glanced over his shoulder and winked. “Brave women do well at Club Sin, Ella. You’ll fit in just fine.”

She swallowed past her dry throat, as that seemed like a warning of sorts, as if he’d hold her to her bravery. Maybe she wasn’t as brave as she was putting on, but was people having sex that big of a deal? Since she’d become single, she’d watched pornography. Hell, she liked watching those naughty videos and getting herself off.

This couldn’t be much different than that.

Grasping her hand tight, Kyler led her down the hallway behind Dmitri and approached the basement steps. Her heart rate hammered in her ears as she followed, surrounded by stone walls leading to an iron door at the end of the hallway.

Dungeon, indeed.

She wondered if she should have a moment of fear, considering by all appearances they were bringing her into a basement that had an iron door, for cripes’ sake. But as she looked to Kyler’s back, she couldn’t find herself in the flight mode. Considering what had happened with Rory, she thought it odd she could trust him so easily, but it was the way he talked so openly and his overall persona; Kyler was an easy man to trust.