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the lighting was low. Elegantly dressed women — no fishnet stockings and thongs were on display here! — sat and chatted with potential clients, their voices low, the conversations muted.
                  He recognized a congressman in the corner with a woman sitting on his lap and whispering in his ear, and the mayor in another corner, laughing as two women softly rubbed his inner thighs. Yes, the men wore shades and yes, they obviously thought the muted lighting would conceal their identity, but their arrogance wasn’t lost on Blake. He certainly had nothing to lose if someone said he was there — the opinions of others mattered nothing to him. The place guaranteed discretion, and no one in the room seemed in the least worried that their secrets would be shouted to the world. After all, they were all there for the same reasons, weren’t they? Curiosity — hunger.
                  “I thought the place was worth checking out,” Blake said coolly. “I haven’t decided if I will use your services.” There was no use in leading this woman on, but if he couldn’t even explain to himself why he was there, how would he explain it to her? Not that he owed anyone an explanation.
                  When he wanted a woman, he found one. It was that simple. His parents had died twenty-five years ago this month, and the anger that coursed through him on that account was stronger than any river he’d ever drifted down. That must be his reason for being here — an outlet for his inner rage.
                  “I think you will be quite satisfied with our selection,” McKenzie Beaumont said with a smile that told Blake he could indeed have whatever he wanted.
                  He looked around the room, but none of the women captured his fancy. He’d clearly made a mistake. The women were all stunning, but none of them did a thing for him. And he didn’t bed a woman without feeling a spark, without something about her making him want to take off his clothes — and hers.
                  “I agreed to come down here and look around. I’ll let you know if we can do business.”
                  He knew his money was wanted. Hell, it was wanted wherever he happened to go. He was one of the elite. That meant, of course, that his ass was kissed on a regular basis. He and his brothers were cynical, and that was okay, too. It was all just a part of the world they’d created for themselves.
                  The three siblings had learned from their mother at a young age to trust no one, not even those they should be able to trust above all others, and that depressing lesson had actually helped them. If they didn’t wear their heart on their sleeves, didn’t allow anyone even remotely close to the recesses of their hearts, they ran no risk of ever being traumatized again. That was the world they’d created. It was a good world.
                  Their greatest strength — their fraternal bond was paramount with them — was also a weakness. If an enemy wanted to get to one of them, he or she could do it through the other siblings. They would kill for each other, and they’d go to the ends of the earth, though they never spoke about that. They even tried not to think about it.
                  “Let me give you the tour of our facilities and tell you a little more about us, things that you won’t find on the website,” McKenzie said as she began leading him from the room. “We are particularly selective. Our women are, first and foremost, polished and elegant. No one will know you are with an escort. They are trained to be anything you need. We have a list of questions for you to answer, after which we will set you up with potential candidates, women who won’t question what you want from them. Not only that,” she said, pausing to look at him, “but they will also enjoy every minute of