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Chapter 15

Scar’s POV

Dear Diary,

I’m a slut, and I’m thrilled about it. Okay–maybe that’s dramatic. But last night? Last night

was unreal.

I found something out about myself. I like an audience. I like being the one looking, too. If

you’d asked me a week ago, I would’ve laughed in your face.

I didn’t actually sleep with anybody, not technically. But I absolutely performed. And for my

first–ever Florida nightclub? It was… more than amazing.

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“What is this place?” I asked as we climbed out of Summer’s car.

A man was already there, opening my door like we were royalty. I put my hand in his, and

my

brain short–circuited at the size difference. He was enormous–like someone had tried

to build a bouncer out of pure muscle and then doubled the order. If Dwayne Johnson and Andre the Giant had somehow merged, it would’ve been him.

He looked like he couldn’t even rest his arms at his sides.

Good to know, I thought. Also good to never, ever piss him off.

“It’s Club Zero,” Gavin said as we started walking. “You don’t get in unless you’re with a

member. We’re all members.”

Maisie bounced beside him like we were headed to brunch, not whatever this was.

Gavin kept going. “If you want, you can sign up tonight after. Your membership gets you access to ten clubs. This one’s the soft entry–tame compared to the others. We figured we’d ease you into a different kind of nightlife.”

“Tame,” I repeated. “Compared to what?”

Maisie just sang, “You’ll see.”

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There wasn’t a line. The giant escorted us straight to a plain door that could’ve belonged to a storage facility. No sign. No neon. Just a clean, simple 0 on the front.

The building itself was a big, ugly gray block–three stories, with windows only up top. No bass leaking through. No flashing lights. From outside, it looked like nothing.

Then the door opened.

Music spilled out, muffled but real, and we stepped into a narrow hallway washed in red light. Maisie laced her fingers through mine and tugged me forward. I held onto Summer behind me, like we were a little chain walking into a haunted house.

At the stairs, another man waited. Not as massive as the first, but still built like a tank. Under the red glow, his face looked carved from something mean.

He delivered the rules like a script.

“Welcome to Club Zero. Anything goes–as long as you wear the right protection. No glove, no love. You buy a room, it’s yours as long as you want it. You can watch. You can be watched. You can touch anyone in the cages.”

My stomach flipped.

He kept talking. “If you fuck out in the open, you’re consenting to being touched by anyone. Play at your own risk.”

”

I swallowed hard. What did I just agree to by walking in here?

Maisie squealed like she’d been promised dessert. Gavin laughed under his breath.

Summer squeezed my hand.

“You okay?” she asked.

“I think so,” I managed.

The door swung wider, and we walked into the club.

The front room looked almost normal–if you ignored the energy buzzing under everything. People danced. Couples pressed together in booths. Drinks glinted on tables. The music

pounded through my chest.

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Lighting stayed low and flattering: soft white with blue and red strobes snapping on and

off. The dance floor was packed tight.

We found a booth and slid in. Drinks arrived. I ordered a Malibu Breeze and bought everyone a round of shots, riding the thrill of being somewhere that felt expensive and dangerous.

A thick book sat in the center of the table.

Curious, I picked it up and opened it.

Bad idea.

I snapped it shut so fast my hands stung.

Maisie burst out laughing. Summer, unfazed, opened it like she was flipping through a

menu.

Inside were glossy photos–people posed in ways that made my face heat instantly. A woman on all fours with a dick in her mouth and another inside her. Two men caught mid- fuck. A woman being used by two men at once, and behind one of them, another man- stacked like something out of a nightmare porn maze. A woman alone, legs spread, a toy

shoved deep.

I looked at Summer. “What is this place?” I asked again, because I needed the answer said

out loud.

“It’s a sex club,” she said easily. “All ten are.

My throat went dry.

”

“You can fuck out in the open,” she continued, “or pay for a private room in the back. People can watch you, or you can watch them. But you need membership access for the back areas. For now, you’re limited to this floor.”

Then she laid out the price like she was talking about a gym.

“Two–fifty a month, or two grand for the year. I do annual.”

I blinked. “Two grand?”

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“I’m also a shareholder,” she added. “One percent.”

“Seriously? One percent is… that’s it?”

Summer gave me a look. “That’s all? There are ten clubs. Each pulls in over a hundred grand a night Thursday through Sunday. Weekdays are smaller–maybe half–but it’s still insane money. Alcohol, food, room fees.”

She tapped the table. “Membership just gets you through the doors across all of them. Rooms are priced differently depending on the club.”

“Wow,” was all I could say.