Love Cost Everything

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Tyler Jenkins soon learned that when you had money you could have everything and anything you wanted.

Everything had a price and everything could be bought and taken away.

In addition to being rich, he was handsome. Tall and bald. Soft brown skin and dark brown eyes framed with thick eyelashes.

He paid the coaches a lot to have the body he had. Pack of six and bulging arms with runner's legs that lead to large feet. It was a show with a suit.

At only twenty-six years old, he felt that he had experienced so much and that he couldn't be happier, except that Tyler had a secret. A dark secret that no one knew about, except the people who also shared their dark desires.

At that time, Tyler was on his way to an underground club called Smooth As A Paddle. He found out about it in other clubs, but he never got upset, since he was two hours by car from his house. He had no other choice, although after a bad "breakup" with his last adventure, she almost brought her private life to the media. If I hadn't paid him, he would have been ruined.

So he decided that maybe the distance was necessary to protect himself. The club itself was by invitation only and it seemed that I couldn't get one. So he decided that he would buy his way when he got there.

When he finally arrived, he got out of his vehicle and walked to find the door. He knocked on steel door with a square indent eye level. A slot opened that revealed a pair of brown eyes.

He recovered the money clip from his pocket and took five hundred sharp bills from it and showed it to his eyes.

The eyes opened. Tyler smiled when the slot closed and the door opened.

The guy greeted him in the hallway and locked him behind him. Tyler gave him the money.

"When going down the stairs, the password is Mr. Crab."

Tyler smiled and nodded walking down the stairs. When he arrived, he repeated the password and entered.

It wasn't at all as he expected. All the other clubs were loud music, drugs, liquors and degrading couples.

On the other hand, it was low music that sounded like atmosphere. Lazy boys and love seats in several places. It was spacious and big. There were people scattered everywhere. Some talking, others just looking. There were no people dragging people on leashes or sex at all.

If it weren't for the revealing signs around him, he wouldn't think he was actually a BDSM club.

Necklaces around the neck and some submissive kneeling. Crops on the walls, ball gags and some popsicles. Tyler rolled his eyes, what a waste of time.

"Problem? "

Tyler turned his head to see a small woman standing next to him looking at the same people he was looking at.

Her head barley reached his shoulders. She had bright red hair and milky skin. He was surprised to see the size of her double D chest sitting comfortably inside a plain black t-shirt that leads to a small waist and wide hips. Her as$ was big and round. Her legs covered in tight black jeans lead to small feet wrapped in black stiletto heels.

Her delicate fingers held the stem of a martini glass filled with a green liquid that she drank with her red covered lips. So bright against his pale skin.

She looked at him and his Di€k was hardened when he saw her bright green eyes.

"I asked you a question?"

Her eyebrows came together scowling while she waited.

"I... it's not what I expected. I thought... I don't know. "