Rose POV
At last, after what seemed like ten thousand years, we arrived at our room. Stepping inside, there was a small receiving area, which I thought was smart. No one would be able to see the people on the other side and know what they were doing. The small space was well-lighted, with walls of hues of red, brown, and black; the same with the color of the whole club.
The Hive was indeed only for people with money. It was like a five-star kink hotel. It was not yet sinking in that my boyfriend was already a part-owner of the huge establishment and I could not even tell people about it!
I know my readers would appreciate the information, withholding the name of the club, of course. They would surely have a hell-of-a-reaction out of it! The club was already giving me inspiration for my
