They want love and commitment but he just want sex. And there's only one rule to set for himself, "Strictly no fucking with his employees"

What if you never had to feel ashamed of your darkest fantasies... because you were paid to act them out, on a stage? And not just paid, but paid very, very well... say ten thousand dollars per performance? Could you say no? And what if the owner of the Club With No Name is a charming young man in the most elegant suit you've ever seen? Is it a desire for wild adventure that brings you to the Owner? Or is it the fantasy that some day he will see you as more than one of his beautiful employees? Maybe see you as someone who can help him be less alone? The Private Party is a dark sexual thriller, set just slightly in the future. Do you dare enter?

"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.