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We celebrity-watched while Troy parked my rusty car blocks away from the club. Although Oshane City boasted the highest amount of wealthy residents in any American city on the east coast, few famous men and women lived here.
Where did all of these actors and entertainers come from? Did Chase invite them all?
People bumped into us while they struggled to get a good look at whatever big name person arrived. Cameras flashed each time an entertainer sauntered down the red carpet. A diverse array of elegant gowns draped all the women—from silk to taffeta, lace to crepe. Many men maintained the typical tuxedo look, while others flaunted bold colored jackets or crushed velvet vests with no shirt underneath.
Music blared each time the club’s double doors opened. So many sophisticated scents blended together. Sweet notes of rose mingled with the subtle bouquet of jasmine. The closer we moved to the club I caught whiffs of citrus perfumes and earthy colognes.
“Are you sure you’re okay with Troy staying with us?” I asked Vivian.
“It was my idea. Remember?” Vivian held her hand up. “Stop worrying.”
“I’m not.”
“Sure you’re not.” Vivian stuck her tongue out at me, which smudged some of her pink lipstick.
I wiped at the corner of her lips with my thumb. “You look lovely as usual.”
“Let’s hope I meet an art gallery owner who is so captivated by my beauty he buys all of my paintings without looking at them.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “Then Dad won’t complain so much.”
“Well, with my big paycheck we can tell Benny to stop paying the rent.” I clapped my hands.
Finally, I can stop being a charity case.
“Let’s wait for you to survive and not get murdered.”
My smile vanished. “Not funny.”
“You know, if I heard that three people in my position died a few years ago, I would’ve quit.”
“You can quit. You have an awesome dad who understands your creative dreams and will probably pay your bills until you’re thirty.” Whereas I don’t know who the hell my dad is. “And stop bringing those assistants’ deaths up. It scares me.”
“It should.” She leaned in and whispered, “Plus he’s probably bugging our apartment. Maybe he even has video cameras in the ceiling. I’m going to shower with a bathing suit.”
“Would you stop that?”
“Dude, Troy was only in the apartment for like two hours, but they had a tuxedo for him. Plus all of the measurements for our clothes were perfect.”
“We’ve discussed this already.” I tucked my hair behind my ear. “And we all equally agree this situation is odd.”
“And freaky.”
“Yes.”
She gazed off in another direction. “I’ll have to masturbate in pitch dark now.”
“Versus a fully lit room?” I grinned.
“Well . . . I light candles.”
I laughed. “Since you said it that way, I’ll have to immediately bring this to Chase’s attention. I can see it right now. I’ll say, ‘I think you’re bugging my home and placing video cameras in my ceiling. Could you stop? My roommate wants to make love to her vibrator in candlelight?’”
“Oh shush.” Vivian’s mouth opened. A shocked expression spread across her face as she looked behind me.
“What?” I asked.
“Jasmine Montgomery?” A deep voice sounded.
“Yes?” I glanced over my shoulder. A naked man wrapped in layers of gold-painted muscle stood behind me.
