Free Secret Destiny: Sins of Odyssey Book 1 by Kathy Kulig Page A

us the gigs and we’ll tell you if we’re interested?”
    Oliver placed an arm over her shoulders. “But this is much more fun. Last time the club was empty. And I already know you’re a voyeur. I do have to mention a disappointing phone call I received this morning as well.”
    “About what?” Destiny asked.
    Darius racked his brain trying to figure out who would’ve called to complain. One of the guests from Philip’s or Karl’s party, but how would they know to call Oliver? Both hosts got what they paid for and tipped well.
    “Karl called to say he was very pleased with the session once it finally started. Apparently you two tried to back out at the last moment? What was the problem?”
    Darius glanced at Destiny, but she didn’t offer any answer. “Destiny had a touch of seasickness and was worried she wouldn’t be able to perform. A little fresh air and some saltines helped.”
    Oliver looked back and forth between the two of them. He narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure there isn’t something you want to tell me? In this business, confidentiality works both ways, and any issues you may have will be kept secret and may also help me when assigning you clients.”
    “We appreciate that, Oliver. We have no issues you need to worry about.”
    Oliver let the silence grow between them, allowing a space for Destiny or Darius to fill it with information. “Good. Let me give you a suggestion. In this business, don’t piss off wealthy and powerful men and women. It could be disastrous.”
    “Has anyone else complained?” Destiny asked.
    “No, I’m making a general statement and urging you to take my suggestion.”
    “Suggestion noted,” Darius said. Although he suspected it was a warning.
    “I’ll give you a list for the private shows requested for the next couple weeks. Let me know which ones you’ll be able to do.”
    “Thanks, Oliver,” Destiny said.
    “Let’s do some exploring, shall we?” He took them to the first room. A few people huddled around a Dutch door. The top half was open and the bottom half was closed. “A door in that position is saying no uninvited guests allowed, but viewing is welcome.”
    Two couples on a king–sized bed inside the room embraced in a rowdy scene of hot sex. Moans and groans came from the participants as bodies touched and stroked and pumped one another. It took Darius a moment to figure out all the legs, arms and torsos, and who they all belonged to. “Looks like they’re having a good time,” Darius commented. Destiny looked inside the room but didn’t say a word.
    “Any of that turn you on?” Oliver asked her.
    She stared at him. “Not really. I prefer one on one. I can keep track of whose mouth or hands are on me.”
    Oliver shrugged. “Do try it sometime.”
    “I thought these rooms were private,” she said.
    “They are if they close the door completely,” Oliver explained. “We do have a couple VIP rooms upstairs with a separate entrance for our high-profile patrons who want a more intimate party and fear they’d be recognized in the public rooms.”
    “What high-profile people?” Darius asked. “If you can mention them.”
    “Politicians, TV newscasters and actors and other wealthy businessmen who are well known.”
    “That’s interesting,” Darius murmured. He wondered what extra these people would pay for the anonymity. “Are they looking for sessions?”
    “Indeed. But many have kinky tastes and may prefer only one of you.”
    “Destiny?” he asked.
    Oliver shook his head. “Depends. We provide whatever the client wants. Like a matchmaking service, I find the partner or partners who can accommodate a particular request.”
    The door to the BDSM room stood wide open, but a larger group stood outside instead of entering. When Darius glanced inside that room, his cock grew hard. A woman was strapped onto a padded bedframe, and a man in leather pants and vest stood beside the bed with an object in his hand that at first looked like