The Mundane club was exclusive for one reason only, the secrets of the eligible were to the grave, never to be told in any form. In the busy, sleek and chaotic streets of New York, the esteemed club stood tall, underground. Its disguise was a luscious club, known for its top notch entertainment. No one ever suspected another layer of seduction and pleasure underneath. The club was run by a ghost, nobody could boldly say who the owner was. So when he strode in, right in the middle of a birthday bash with every male and female stripper serving fantasies on a platter. His bulky shoulders, chiseled arms and adoring chest moved with a finesse that wasn't missed, instead it hit every feminine appeal and some masculine but to them he was just another billionaire moving through the crowd. Yet the predator was unbothered, although very aware of his allure, it was a flaw he had come
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