Club Endless Fantasy (Haremworld)

“Not to me.” Angelina shook her head and flipped to the next slide. “Especially when I turn it into Club Endless Fantasy.”

“I thought it was Infinite Fantasy?” Olsen raised his eyebrows. “Wasn’t that the name of the place in New York?”

“It was—I see you’ve done your research.” Angelina looked at Olsen and smiled. “But this is going to be something a little different. I used to be content just delivering whatever fantasy the moment called for, but now I want to focus on lifelong commitments.”

“So this club isn’t just going to be prostitution with a fancy label?” Olsen tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. “Because that’s sure what Club Infinite Fantasy sounded like.”

“No, everything I do is with a purpose, and I was content with what I did at Club Infinite Fantasy, but Club Endless Fantasy will be even better. Isn’t that what life should be with the one you love—the one you marry?” Angelina looked towards me.

“Interesting.” I reached out and tapped the table as I pondered her words. “An upscale dating service. I guess that could work.”

“Oh no, not a dating service.” Angelina instantly scoffed. “I pick the partners and I’m never wrong.”

“Intriguing.” Olsen leaned forward. “But how do you avoid disastrous mistakes?”

“You remember the Soulmate app, right?” Angelina flipped to the next slide, outlining the historic rise—and equally historic fall—of the aforementioned app.

“Yep. It was a crock of shit as far as I’m concerned.” Olsen turned towards me. “We both tried it and got nothing.”

“Over the last year, I’ve been working with Violet, the woman who designed the original app. I already had a hacked version that I modified, but now I have one that is even better than the original.” Angelina flipped to the next slide, showing a partnership agreement with PrinceSoft, the company that originally released Soulmate.

“That still doesn’t change the fact it doesn’t work.” I nodded to Olsen, reiterating his point. “Otherwise we’d both be married to our soulmates right now.”

“It actually does work.” Angelina flipped to the next slide, which had a picture of Olsen and me. “The problem is that Violet put a lot of restrictions on the original release because she didn’t realize how well it worked.”

“You’re about to flip the slide and show us our soulmates?” I looked nervously at Olsen and back to Angelina.

“No.” Angelina put down her table. “That’s the end of my presentation, for now.”

“If it works, prove it.” Olsen motioned with his hand towards Angelina. “Open up the app and find my soulmate.”

“You’re not ready, but if you agree to help me turn Hal’s Pub and the two surrounding buildings into Club Endless Fantasy, I will reveal your soulmate to you—both of you.” Angelina looked to me. “Plus, I already know what you two like.”

“Oh, is that so?” I chuckled and smirked. “Tell us. Or is that a secret too?”

“You’re both proud narcissists. You love yourselves and truthfully, each other, more than you’ve ever loved a woman.” Angelina smiled and nodded.

“Wow, you come in here to ask for money and then you insult us? If that’s how you conduct business, then I’m done.” Olsen put his hands on the table and started to stand.

“I also know about your affinity for virgins—sharing them—taking their innocence together.” Angelina’s smile faded into a cold stare.

“What?” Olsen immediately dropped into his seat.

There’s no way anyone knows about that. We’ve paid every girl we’ve shared more than enough money to buy her silence.

“Okay, we’re done here.” I shook my head and motioned to Olsen. “Let’s go.”

“Hold on.” Olsen swallowed hard and locked eyes with Angelina. “Are you saying that Club Endless Fantasy would cater to that—virgins for us to share?”

“Olsen, that’s enough. We aren’t discussing that with her and we’re not financing this club.” I reached out and grabbed my brother’s arm.

“No.” Angelina shook her head quickly. “What I’m going to give you is the last virgin you’ll ever share, and the one that will be eager to keep that fantasy going forever. The reason you throw away your virgins when you’re done with them is because there’s no connection. You get what you want and then you look for the next one. It isn’t their virginity that draws you to them—you’re looking for something, and you never find it. The girl that you’re meant to be with will have no problem being shared—and that will be her Endless Fantasy.”

“Okay.” I put my hands flat on the table as I realized that my brother wasn’t going to stop discussing it, which meant I was in the

conversation whether I liked it or not. “Let’s say we believe you. Who is this girl?”

“You’ll meet her soon, bur first you have to agree to finance my club.” Angelina nodded and picked up her tablet. “Otherwise it just won’t work.”