Club Luxe 1: The Private Room by Olivia Noble
(Billionaires Underground #1)
Genres: Adult, Romance
Victoria Chase is Chicago’s hottest new reporter, looking to make the scoop of the century. Rumor has it that in the bowels of the city lies a private sex club for the wealthy elite. Willing to do anything for a story, she infiltrates the club, determined to uncover this urban legend. She didn’t expect to run into him:
The famous billionaire bad boy is the king of Club Luxe. Every night, he reigns supreme over untold sinful pleasures in his underground kingdom. His one rule? He never participates and only watches—until he sees Victoria.
She sets his body and soul on fire, and Malcolm does not plan on letting her go. Can Victoria keep it professional and get her story? Or will her heart betray her under Malcolm’s smoldering gaze?
Angrily, she reached for the bottle of shampoo and squeezed a liberal amount into her hand. She set it back on the shower caddy and lathered her hair with the softly scented gel. Almost instantly, she began to feel better. The sweat that had collected throughout the night was washing away along with some of her bitterness. The soothing feeling of her hair becoming clean was only surpassed by the feeling of her fingers kneading her scalp. She sighed a little at the feeling and her mind drifted to Malcolm’s touch.
“Stupid, selfish man!” she muttered to herself as she rinsed her hair.
“I resemble that remark,” a dark voice said from behind her.
Victoria spun around to face the intruder and her eyes narrowed at the sight of Malcolm holding open the glass door to the shower. His chest and face were partly obscured by the steamy fog from the hot water, and he looked unearthly. “What are you doing here?” she asked with a hint of dread in her voice.
“I couldn’t stay away from you,” he said as he took a step closer to her.
She gulped down some air and crossed her arms over her breasts unconsciously. His naked muscles rippled as he stepped forward, and her body quivered at the sight of him. She could feel his eyes wandering over her and she felt hot under his gaze. “Malcolm,” she whispered.
He didn’t give her much chance to speak as his arms quickly wrapped around her waist. His lips crashed into hers like a tidal wave, and she was so caught up in it that she couldn’t breathe. She was drowning in his kiss and loved every moment of it. His passion inundated her with more force than the expensive shower jets, and bathed her far more thoroughly. Her arms pulled him closer to her and she slowly traced her fingers up his back.
“Victoria,” he groaned in agony. “I need to have more of you.”
His words sent shivers up her spine. Tears pricked the back of her eyes as she began to feel the tiniest twinge of hope. “I need you too,” she whispered, clinging to his neck.
“Welcome once again, my loyal subjects, to the private Club Luxe,” Malcolm said in greeting. “If you were invited tonight, congratulations. You are the most elite of the elite.” His lips pulled into a hard smile as his piercing eyes gazed over the crowd. He stood from his throne and felt his balls lift from the wood as he thrust a golden scepter into the air. “Tonight, let’s party like the gods we are!”
Everyone in the room cheered. Malcolm looked over their adoring faces with deep satisfaction. These Friday nights were always the highlight of his week. He could already feel his stress washing away with the promise of the indulgent revelry that was about to begin. However, there was something different about the club tonight. He squinted as he scanned through the crowd, feeling the weight of an unusual gaze upon him. When he found her, his eyes widened in surprise. Malcolm found himself gripping his scepter tighter as he gazed down at her.
The raven-haired woman looked at him with a defiance in her eyes that was exquisite. Malcolm was taken aback for a moment, before he remembered himself and the role he was currently playing. A devious smile spread across his lips as he looked down at the young reporter thoughtfully. Wicked ideas danced across his mind, and Malcolm knew he could not resist the temptation.
He began moving toward her, and his balls swayed between his legs as he walked. He moved to the edge of the stage until he was standing directly above Victoria. He felt his cock stir as their eyes became deadlocked in an intense gaze.
“I’m pleased to see a new face amongst us this evening,” he announced as he stared down at her. His lips pulled into a tight smirk. “Let’s say we give her a special welcome.”
The others politely clapped their hands and murmured in agreement. Victoria looked slightly nervous and Chloe glanced away from the bartender with concern. A pleased smile appeared on Malcolm’s face as he saw the reactions of the crowd. While he was usually reserved on nights like this, he could not resist the opportunity to toy with Victoria. Besides, if he was honest with himself, it had been a particularly stressful week, and was feeling the need to release his animal side.
“You in the black dress,” he said, pointing directly at her. “Come up to the stage. You will do the honors of beginning our night of lust.”
Victoria flinched ever-so-slightly before glaring at him. “How would you suggest I do that?” she asked cautiously.
“I want you to strip yourself down to nothing,” Malcolm commanded slowly, “and then bring yourself to sweet release in front of all these people.”
He saw a slight flash of fear pass through her eyes. He wondered if she would protest. After only a moment’s hesitation, she lifted her head proudly and took a bold step toward the stage.
“Whatever the king wants,” she said as she slowly climbed the stage.
All the music in the club suddenly stopped, and everyone grew very quiet.
Victoria felt the energy in the air change before the lights dimmed in the main hall. Everyone turned to look as a spotlight revealed a stage she hadn’t noticed was there before; she found her eyes magnetically drawn to the same spot. Her instincts told her that it was now time for the king’s arrival. Her eyes glanced around and she saw the others in the room exchange excited looks. The footsteps of a single man echoed throughout the club as the king made his way to the throne. She stood on her tiptoes to try to look over people, and tried to move around to look between them to get a better view. She could see the man’s broad bare shoulders and the back of his expertly-styled hair. When he finally turned around and sat down in his opulent throne, her jaw dropped open.
She recognized him.
Victoria felt her mouth grow very dry as she stared. The man sat there completely naked, save a golden crown atop his head. His muscles glistened and his strong jawline was set as if he were chiseled from stone. His cock hung between his spread legs casually, flaccid, but Victoria could tell it was a monster when engorged. She couldn’t understand why, but staring up into his eyes took away all sense of reason. Her body ached with need and she couldn’t stop herself from taking several steps closer to him.
“Malcolm Cage,” she said softly to herself in wonder. “You’re this ‘King of Kink’ guy?” A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Thoughts of the twins were now completely forgotten, overpowered by the sheer presence of the man before her. “Now I have to mix business with pleasure.”
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Olivia Noble is a romance writer who likes to keep things steamy and sweet. Check out her first book, Just a Fling, featuring a handsome billionaire and a tropical island.
Q. How did you get into writing?
A. I’ve loved telling stories since I was a child. When I grew older and got married (I’m still deciding whether that was wise) and had my beautiful children, writing had to go away. For a long time I was miserable and I had no idea why; I had a good life. I was just so busy being “honey” or “mommy” or “I hate you!” and I had no time to be just “me.” I love my family and my children, but I needed to escape. I began writing again, and unleashed my inner storyteller. Once I started, I couldn’t stop.
Q. How do you balance your family and your career?
A. Very carefully, with a lot of time budgeting. My husband is a pure champion and has been 110% supportive of me. At first, my kids needed so much attention that I could only write at night when they were asleep or at school. I had already quit my job to become a full-time mom, so I had some extra time to pump out a few hundred words before I crashed. Now that it’s been a while, they know once mommy goes into her office that it’s quiet time. My husband will take them outside to play for a few hours while I get some work done, and then I’ll make it up to the family with dinner and a movie. (And research with my husband.)
Q. How do you keep your sex scenes fresh and exciting?
A. Refer to the last line of my previous answer. My husband is more than happy to help with this aspect of my writing.
Q. What sets your books apart from others in your genre?
A. This is a really good question! To be honest, I read a lot of New Adult Romance. I’m just drawn to the memories of when I was that age and all the hardships I faced. I vividly recall the struggles with boys and rent (although I still struggle with boys and rent) and figuring out who I was as a person. I also met my husband at that age: my first great love (and if he’s good, my last.) Even though this was the hardest time in my life, the rewards were significant.
Q. What advice would you give to aspiring authors?
A. There is lots of advice to give, but the most important skill is time management. Finding the time to write, especially when you’re just starting is a huge undertaking and will kill your budding career before you even have a chance to let it grow. Make writing your main priority and cherish every moment you have to sit down with your characters.