Free The Private Club 3 by J. S. Cooper, Helen Cooper Page B

what I was going to say when I saw him. For some reason, I didn’t want him to know everything I knew. I ran to my room and pushed open the door. I nearly sank to my knees in relief as I saw David standing there.
    “Hey.” I watched as he jumped back from my bed. “What are you doing?” I frowned at him.
    “I was searching the room to see what happened to Nancy.” He looked at me angrily and I saw him pushing something into his pocket.
    “What the fuck, David? Are those my panties?” I walked towards him. “What sort of a sicko are you?”
    “Oh, it’s okay for Greyson to have the goods, but not me?” He retorted back at me and I stopped.
    “Excuse me?”
    “You think I don’t know you’re fucking Greyson every opportunity that you get?” He looked disgusted. “Even in the pool? What a slut you are.”
    “It was you in the room?”
    “Yes. I came to talk to you. See if you knew anything about Nancy, but you were too busy having fun with the boss.”
    “What I do is none of your business.”
    “I guess you chose him over me because he has more money.” David reached out to touch me and I flinched.
    “Don’t touch me, David.” I glared at him. “And for the record, I would never be with a man like you. Greyson’s money doesn’t mean anything to me.”
    “He’d flip if he knew we fucked.” David’s glance grew ominous. “It would be the perfect revenge.”
    “Revenge for what?” I swallowed hard and took a step back.
    “It wouldn’t just be about revenge. I really do want to fuck you. You’re sexy as hell.”
    “Leave me alone, David.”
    “When you call out my name, I want you to say Ryan. I want you to scream, ‘Fuck me harder, Ryan!’” David was almost panting, and I looked around the room for an object I could use as a weapon if he tried to assault me.
    “Wait, what did you say ?” I froze and stared at him for a moment as my brain comprehended what he had just said. “Why do you want me to call you Ryan?” And why did that name sound familiar to me? I didn’t know any Ryans.
    “That’s my name.” He shrugged. “My real name.”
    “Ryan.” I looked at him again and then it hit me. “Maria’s ex boyfriend wasnamed Ryan.”
    It was his turn to freeze then. His eyes grew cold and he surveyed me. “How did you know that?”
    “So you did know Nancy then.” I nodded to myself. “Nancy is Maria’s sister and you were her ex-boyfriend.”
    “I was her boyfriend.” His voice cracked. “She said she was coming to New York to be an actress. We were still together. She didn’t even dump me. We were still officially dating when she brought that jerk home.”
    “That was Brandon though. Not Greyson.”
    “Everyone knows that Greyson’s the real mastermind here at the club. Nothing would have happened if it wasn’t for him.”
    “So you joined the police force to investigate him?”
    “No.” He laughed at me and gave me a pitiful stare. “I’m not in the police force, Meg. That was a lie to gain your confidence.”
    “So why are you here then?”
    “I wanted to find out what happened to Maria. I want to know how she really died.” His voice choked. “I wanted to get revenge.”
    “So why did you get Nancy to come?”
    “I’m pretty sure that they are trafficking women. Too many women disappear from here on a weekly basis. I needed someone on the inside who could testify for me. Nancy was going to be that girl.”
    “So where is she?”
    “That’s what I don’t know.” I could see the fear in his eyes. “We argued and then she was gone.”
    “What did you argue about?” I asked him.
    “You.”
    I was taken aback. “Me?”
    “She told me to leave you alone. She told me that she didn’t want to see you hurt.”
    “I don’t understand.”
    “I was going to make you fall for me. That was why I came and kissed you. I was going to seduce you and make you want me.” His eyes studied my body. “It wasn’t all about revenge , you know. I do think