When immortal Luc Saint-Cyr arranges a surprise ménage with Wulf and Jawk, he gets far more than he bargained for. Pleasure. Trust. Possession. A Chosen’s betrayal is forever.
Jawk works at Batchelors, a gay club in the Top Tier district of Tarth City, where he meets Luc. Luc offers Jawk a deal too good to pass up, one night showing him and his lover a good time in exchange for far more than his usual pay. But the sensual Jawk is not what he seems, and one night with him will change the immortal’s alliances forever.
We meet Jawk as he’s working at Batchelors, an exclusive gay club in the heart of Tarth City.
Jawk programmed his clients’ generous food order into the menu and shut it down before bowing away. He grabbed up an errant hover-bot that hadn’t returned to its docking station, then picked up a pitcher and refilled beers on his way back to the kitchen. His orders were up, and he served the clients before routing to the other side of the club to fill in for another server going on break.
Two tables away, wearing a tuxedo and dark glasses, sat the man he’d come to spy on.
No way to sugarcoat it. Spying was what it was. It had taken Jawk three solid years undercover, posing as nothing more than a hard-working college student. Which he was. He’d busted his ass getting those grades. But he’d also learned how to wait tables, and that skill had gotten him into Batchelors, the favorite hangout of Mr. Luc Saint-Cyr.
The Harbinger. The Man. Crime lord extraordinaire, whom no law enforcement in the empire could pin down. And also a legitimate businessman. The simple power of his name was a business. The number one mover and shaker, a tycoon and entrepreneur unlike anything the Tarthian Empire had ever seen or likely would again.
And surprise, surprise, unknown to all but a tiny handful of people called the Chosen, he was immortal. A Sempervian. He’d amassed generations of wealth and power he could use to his advantage. Taking Luc down would be the story of the year, defeating him the coup of a lifetime.
Jawk’s college roommate, Nij, had given him two huge breaks in one. Since Nij was graduating, he needed someone to replace him at Batchelors, and Jawk jumped at the chance. Setting the cherry on top of the ice cream, he’d asked Jawk off the record if he was open to a threesome with a patron interested in meeting a Kin.
Always cautious, Jawk had wanted clarification. “You mean, you, me, and a client from Batchelors?”
“You, a client, and the client’s lover. They’re into games. Guy likes to tie his boyfriend up and watch. You can’t let the bosses find out. They’d fire you in a flash. Still, good money. I worked one party he threw, and it paid for an entire semester at school. Had spending money left over from tips his friends sent afterward. You into the scene?”
When the client turned out to be Luc Saint-Cyr and his lover, Wulf Gabriel, everything fell into place. After work tonight, Luc was giving Wulf a surprise: Jawk.
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