A slow smile spread across his gorgeous mouth, but it was Stefan who spoke up to answer my question. With a chuckle, he said, “No. There are dozens of places on the West Coast that handle that. We’re more unique here at Club X. Imagine this. A woman wants to be wined and dined, but her husband has no interest. She comes to us for a night she’ll remember for the rest of her life. We give our members what they want.”
“So, no sex? Just dinner and conversation?” I asked, pretty sure that’s not what he meant.
With a twinkle in his eye, Stefan cocked one eyebrow. Shaking his head, he said, “No. If that’s all they want, that’s fine, but we find that our members tend to want experiences that will stay with them forever, and that usually means sex.”
“Oh.” I had no idea how I was supposed to respond to that. I was no prude, by any means. I got my freak on from time to time. It’s just that I wasn’t sure what I was getting into with the March brothers and Club X.
I did need a job badly, though.
“Think of us as matchmakers for very particular people,” Cassian said with a smile, “matching them with experiences they’ve only dreamed of.”
“I don’t mean to ask all the wrong questions, but is this legal?”
Thankfully, my question didn’t sound as silly spoken out loud as it did in my head. All three men smiled, even Kane, and Stefan answered, “Nothing wrong with that question, Olivia. Yes, it’s entirely legal. It would only be illegal if we were providing men or women paid solely for sex. We’re not doing prostitution. Just fantasy fulfillment.”
I wasn’t sure fantasy fulfillment was strictly legal either, at least the way they did it, but I let that go for the moment. “Where does this all happen? I mean, this building is huge, but much of it seemed to be the nightclub I saw when I walked in.”
Cassian looked to his left. “I’ll let Kane explain that part.”
His face serious once again, the biggest brother stared down at me, making me feel small and vulnerable. Something in his piercing blue eyes unnerved me, and as he spoke, I couldn’t help but look away. His voice, even deeper than Cassian’s, came out in a rasp. “The upper three floors have rooms to accommodate fifteen members in total. Most nights all the rooms are reserved well in advance. If a fantasy requires more than one room, then that’s what we give them. For a price, of course.”
Looking at Cassian, who’d quickly become the only brother who didn’t make me nervous, I asked, “May I ask how much all this costs?”
“Basic membership is five thousand, with gold membership at ten. Platinum members pay twenty thousand, but with that membership comes a number of perks, such as top shelf liquor and the ability to jump ahead of other members in the reservation line. We also work very hard to accommodate platinum members’…wishes.”
The way he hesitated before saying the word wishes made me think there was much more to what those platinum members received for their twenty thousand dollars. My curiosity piqued, I continued with my questions. “How much does each fantasy fulfillment cost?”
Cassian folded his arms across his chest and leaned back in his chair. “It depends on the type of fantasy the member wants to pursue. Just as with the memberships, there are basic, gold, and platinum level fantasy packages. Fantasies in the basic package level take less than two hours to stage and don’t include anything sexual. They cost anywhere from two thousand and up, depending on the extras required. Gold level fantasy packages take between two and four hours to stage and can include sexual components. The gold package level costs from five thousand and up, again depending on the extras required, such as alcohol, costumes, and additional people. Platinum level fantasy packages require more time and preparation, so they’re more expensive. Often, they need up to eight or even ten hours, and that level almost always involves sexual fantasies. The platinum package level starts at ten thousand and depending on the extras required, can cost twice or three times as much.”
As I struggled to keep my face from showing exactly how shocked I was at what I’d just heard, I mentally wondered who the hell Club X’s members were and how they afforded these things. If what Kane had said was the truth, then there were a lot of people in my hometown living out their fantasies and paying through the nose to do so. No doubt Jake had paid with his father’s money, but I had to wonder—which level membership did he have?
“Wow. I’ve never heard of anything like this,” I admitted quietly, sure I sounded like some sheltered soul who’d never truly lived a day in her life.
Pleased with my response, Cassian smiled warmly and nodded his head. “We saw a niche we could fill and we’ve been lucky enough to find a receptive audience in the Tampa area. I want to assure you, Olivia, that your job would involve none of the actual operations of the club but merely assisting me in my part of running our business. Unfortunately for you, I’m the owner who has the least exotic part to deal with.”
His self-effacing way of saying he was the purely business part of the club charmed me, even if he hadn’t meant to, and whatever reservations I had about the job evaporated under his appealing gaze. “Thank you, Mr. March. I’m sure the job will be challenging and fulfilling.”
Stefan threw his head back and laughed out loud, and I thought I even saw Kane crack a smile as I spoke. “Mr. March? That’s got to go,” Stefan said, elbowing Cassian next to him.
“You can call me Cassian or Cash, whichever you like, Olivia. We’ll be working closely, so Mr. March seems incredibly formal.”
“Even for Mr. Suit and Tie it’s too formal,” Stefan joked. “Just call him Cash. It’s what we call him. Leave Cassian for business meetings.”
Cassian opened up a folder on his desk and pushed a stack of papers toward me. Looking down, I saw they were part of a contract.
“Take a few minutes to think about what we’ve discussed, and feel free to consult legal counsel before you sign the contract we require. There is a non-disclosure agreement that you should be aware of barring you from discussing anything you see or learn as my assistant concerning the club’s business practices. We’ll leave you to read over the contract, and when I return, we can discuss anything you aren’t sure of.”
Before I could say another word, they filed out of the office one by one and left me there with a stack of papers I knew I should have an attorney look at before I signed a thing. I began reading the contract, all the while knowing that I couldn’t afford to visit a lawyer, much less say no to the job.