Page 29 of High Reward

I want to march over to Harper and fire her on the spot, but club bylaws dictate that there is a process for removing problematic members and staff, and that process doesn’t include flying into a blind rage.

“Thank you for telling me. We’ll get through this night, and then I’ll deal with Harper and make sure Grace is OK.”

“Grace handled it well. Never even flinched.”

“Good girl,” I murmur to myself as I search the room for my butterfly.

I find her laughing with Rylee while Memphis unpacks his toy bag beneath a suspension frame, and I wink at her when she catches me staring.

My earpiece crackles with Bellamy’s voice. “Master Victor, Master Matteo, if you’re listening, Griffin Price is here. Shall I escort him to one of you, or would you like to come fetch him yourself?”

I press the button to speak as Lili opens a drawer that Harper was working on. “Escort him to the bar. I’ll meet you there.”

“Yes, Sir,” Bellamy responds.

I can’t help the smirk as Lili lifts an organizer tray out of the drawer and dumps it on the table. “Fix it again,” she snaps at Harper.

Harper huffs, but does as she’s told, and begins organizing the condoms neatly in the plastic tray.

I arrive at the bar just as Bellamy enters with Griffin at her side. She’s talking animatedly, but Griffin just scowls. Bellamyis a pro at greeting our VIP guests, though, so his scowl doesn’t faze her.

“Master Victor, I believe you’ve met Master Griffin before. Can I get either of you anything?”

“I’ll take care of Master Griffin’s drink, Bellamy. You may return to your other tasks.”

Bellamy smiles and ducks her head respectfully as she backs away.

“So far, it’s an impressive space, Victor,” Griffin praises when she’s gone. “Looks like you’ve got some hot ass here to enjoy.”

His gaze moves to the doorway Bellamy just walked through, and I groan inwardly before placing a hand on his shoulder with a chuckle. “Bellamy is off-limits to anyone but her owner and husband, but there are plenty of lovely submissives here who are willing to engage with new members.”

Griffin grunts his acknowledgment, and I make a mental note to warn Owen and Tobias that our potential new client has wandering eyes, which likely means wandering hands.

We share a drink and discuss possible business arrangements while the club around us fills up with members.

“Her,” Griffin says, staring in the direction of the main entrance. “Please tell me she’s available.”

I search for who he’s referring to and let out a loud laugh. “Only if you like getting your balls crushed. That’s Ami. One of our resident Doms.”

The idea of a female Dom seems to offend Griffin, and I want to keep him away from Lili now, too. Something in my gut is telling me not to get into business with this man, and I hope the others get the same sense when they meet him later tonight. We’ll go through the motions of the first meeting, but if we all agree that he’s not a fit and that he rubs us the wrong way, he won’t be invited back, and our business deal will fall through.

I give Griffin a tour of the place and introduce him to two subs who are known to enjoy the kinds of kinks he listed on his membership application. It’s up to them to negotiate, and our High Card submissives are not required to play with anyone they don’t click with, but we chose the submissives in these positions because they enjoy playing with strangers and new members. It’s thrilling. And the club is a safe environment for them to enjoy that kink.

When the night is in full swing, I search for Grace and Lili. I find them in the bar, with Grace perched in Lili’s lap. She jumps up when she sees me, as if I’ve caught her doing something naughty. It makes me chuckle. “You don’t need my permission to be intimate with Lili, butterfly. You have it already.”

She chews on a loose curl that fell into her face, and I pull it away from her mouth. “Thank you. I don’t know why it still seems like I’m doing something I shouldn’t be.”

Lili chuckles and pulls Grace back down in her lap. “You’re definitely not doing something you shouldn’t be. My only complaint is that Victor’s cum isn’t dripping onto my lap right now.”

Grace’s face turns bright red, and I laugh.

“Don’t forget about Harper,” Lili says.

Just as I’m about to ask Grace to tell me what happened with her, Bellamy approaches me. “Sorry to interrupt, but Master Owen needs to talk to you. Says it’s urgent.”

I kiss both Lili and Grace on the cheek and jog towards Owen’s office.

He’s looking at his cellphone with a forlorn expression on his face as I close the door behind me.