Say My Name (Gods of Saint Pierce #1) Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 102184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
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Oh, my god. I start right now.

I glance at Adele. “Is what I’m wearing ok?”

She glances at my attire and nods. “It’ll do. You’ll only be taking a tour and getting a feel for the place.” She pauses for a moment. “Unless you want to stay and learn more?”

“Sign me up,” I trill, eager to start on this case.

“This is Ebony, Luna, and Foxxy,” she introduces.

Their pretty faces remain blank. In their defense, they probably meet many new employees who don’t cut it and are out the door before the night is through, so they learn not to get attached.

Or are they wondering why I’d take a job at a place where girls are ending up dead?

“Hi, I’m Swan.”

Foxxy, a curvy girl with red curls and bright blue eyes, sneers at me. “Cute. Where’d you pick that name? Kindergarten?”

Ah, it’s like Mean Girls, sex-club edition.

“Mr. Huxley gave it to me.”

Ebony and Luna exchange a glance and snicker under their breath.

“Pull your claws in, ladies,” Adele says. “We need girls to work or else you’ll be working every night with no days off.”

The bartender from earlier walks over, and I finally receive a welcoming greeting. “I’m Raven. If you need anything, let me know.” Her name suits her. She has short dark hair, and her eye makeup has perfectly styled eyeliner like I tried to accomplish earlier. I’m sure this girl didn’t need a YouTube tutorial.

“Thank you,” I say, returning her smile.

Adele assigns me to shadow Luna for a few hours and trots away, disappearing into the burgeoning crowd. The other girls become nicer and tolerate me, but as I learn the job from Luna, I don’t have a single opportunity to do any real investigating. I keep glancing at the red velvet rope that stops people from going up the grand staircase, waiting for Devereaux to come down and mingle. But he doesn’t.

In the next hour, on the main floor, I meet a few of the regulars, but nobody I recognize.

“This floor is for the members to get a drink or socialize before heading into the rooms,” Luna explains. She seems nice. Pretty too, with long light-brown hair and lime-green eyes a shade lighter than mine. She reminds me of Jennifer Lawrence, and I almost want to ask her where her bow is.

“Do you go into the rooms?”

She shakes her head, leaning closer like she’s about to share some major secret with me. “I make more money out here, besides I think my boyfriend might have issues with it.”

Now’s my chance to really gather some intel. “What happens in the rooms?”

“Anything you want, darling. Each room has a hostess. You get people in the room drinks and such, but if they ask you to join in, you can.” She winks. “For the right price, of course.”

“Did the girls who—” Before I can ask about the murders, Luna’s face grows stoic.

“We shouldn’t talk about them,” she says in a rush.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean…” My words fall away because I’m not sure what I mean.

Luna’s eyes bounce around the club, looking for anyone who might have overheard. “It’s a real shame what happened to them, but I guess they kind of deserved it, ya know?”

Whoa, what?

“Deserved it, how?” From the corner of my eye, I spot Adele scowling at us.

Luna notices it too.

“I guess no one deserves to be murdered.” She leans closer. “But they weren’t playing by club rules.”

Adele moves across the club, beelining our way. I want to ask her what she means, but there’s no use in even opening my mouth because Adele steps between us.

“How’s she doing?” she asks Luna about me.

“She’s picking things up really well. I bet by this time tomorrow she can take her own section.”

Adele assesses me. “I’ll give you a list of the cocktails to take home and study.”

“Thank you.” I’d almost forgotten this is an actual job on top of my primary reason for being here.

“I was just about to go over the club rules with her,” Luna says.

Adele nods. “I’ll let you two get back to it. Swan, find me before you leave.”

“Sure thing.” As soon as she’s out of earshot, I ask Luna, “What are the rules?”

Abruptly, the energy shifts in the room, and I instinctively glance up the grand staircase. Devereaux stands at the top, his hands wrapped around the railing in front of him, looking down on us with a palpable intensity. He’s dominating. His eyes crash into mine and chills skate over my exposed skin as he just stands there, watching.

Assessing.

Judging.

Luna leans in closer, after noticing Devereaux above us. “Really, there’s only one rule.” Her eyes glance up at Devereaux. “Don’t fuck over the boss.”

His eyes never waver from mine and I let the words she’s spoken soak into my bones.

Being this drawn to him is wrong, but I can’t extinguish the heat that sizzles in my body with every glance.



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