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    “I never said you weren’t aware of it.” Henry took her by the arm and led her through the front entrance of the club, a spacious, dark abode deep in the center of the local city. “I merely asked if you had been here before. There’s a difference.”
    They approached the doorman, a fellow dressed in a designer suit but liable to bash someone’s head in if they looked at him wrong. Monica flashed him a sweet smile while Henry pulled out his ID and shared his name. The doorman checked it on a member list and showed them through.
    “And I told you, I’ve been here before.” Monica let Henry remove her coat and pass it on to the girl behind a counter. She wore a gold, glittery mask and a smile the size of the building.
    “Hello, Mr. Warren,” she said with a hint of flirtation in her voice. “And who is the lovely lady with you?” The girl handed him a claim check for the coats.
    Henry put it in his wallet. “Don’t tell me you don’t know Monica Graham. She says she’s been here before.”
    The girl stepped back from her window, her blond hair swishing in the dim light. “I’ve heard of you, ma’am. Forgive me. I didn’t start working here until a few months ago.”
    They both returned her smile. Henry put a tight hand around Monica’s shoulder and directed her toward the hallway leading to the main sitting area. Not that they would deign to sit so low in one of the country’s most private members-only club.
    Monica had been here. The Dark Hour. There were elite BDSM clubs all over the world, but this was the Western Hemisphere’s #1 abode. Any man – or woman – who had the financial means and the love for the relationship between a Dom and sub came here. Just like they would visit Monica’s Château up in the rural hills, they would make some time to check out The Dark Hour. Men in expensive suits and smoking cigars; women in flashy dresses and collars; both crawling on the floor and wielding whips. A center stage bathed in red and blue lights boasted the occasional show and demonstrations. Monica saw on the calendar of events that they recently had a shibari demonstration. I should find out who did it and hire them to tutor my girls. Always the business-minded woman.
    Henry apparently had a membership important enough to give him a VIP table in the corner upstairs. Monica sat next to the railing and looked down at the stage, all while Henry flagged down a scantily clad server to order them drinks.
    “What will you have?” he asked. “I’m getting a gin and tonic.”
    Monica batted her eyelashes at him. “Whatever you want to get me, Mr. Warren.”
    He looked at her for a few seconds, completely ignoring the server in favor of sharing a smirk with his girlfriend. “Get the lady a Manhattan. Put them both on my tab.”
    When the server left, he turned to Monica and wrapped his arm around the back of her chair. “Did I guess right? You seem like a woman who loves hard liquor and some fun.”
    “You haven’t seen me with a good amount of hard liquor yet. I’m pretty giggly.”
    “Hang on. Let me get that girl. I’ll load you up with Manhattans.”
    The drink was perfect. Amazing that he knew I like vermouth. A lucky guess, really. Monica liked most liquor, so that wasn’t an issue. She even dared to ask to taste his gin and tonic mere seconds after enjoying the first sip of her Manhattan. Henry slid his glass toward her and stole her Manhattan. Unlike her, he did not enjoy both.
    Their intent coming to The Dark Hour that night was not to merely taste expensive drinks. They could do that back at Henry’s mansion. Instead, Henry had suggested the club in town for “the sheer thrill of it.” Although they had spent most of the morning and early afternoon playing on their own, Henry thought they might like to unwind by watching others and being around like-minded people.
    Monica knew his real motive. He wants to show me off. This was their first time being seen together in