This private club was the kind of spot that didn't really promote itself.
There wasn't a sign on the door, no website, and no social media, just an address that only a lucky few knew.
These were people who could shell out the insane membership fees and had secrets they wanted to keep safe.
Maksim Karza was hanging out in the VIP section on the third floor, a place surrounded by one-way glass that let him check out the whole club while staying invisible to everyone below.
The music's bass thumped softly, a distant pulse that reverberated through the floor.
He looked at his watch. Alpha was running late, but that wasn't exactly shocking; the man loved making a dramatic entrance.
The door swung open, and Alpha Dark strolled in with Selina beside him.
Selina wore a sleek black dress that hugged her shape, her hair flowing over her shoulders.
Alpha wore his usual tailored suit, his surgically altered face showing zero emotion.
