Iris. There's a new club that just opened in Chelsea called Blue Dream. It's the hottest spot in the city right n

n locked in that penthouse acting like a nun for years. I'm taking you out to see

. "Devon, no. I just got over a fever. I'm ex

xcuse, until she finally extracted the room number. "I'll be

s out of her bathrobe, shoved her into a sleek white dres

.

sive VIP suite of the Blue Dream Club was a stark co

, the fragrant smoke from their expensive Cuban cigars curling through

athered tonight to welcome Beck back to the States. Why the hell did we p

w money combined. They usually frequented private, members-only clubs on the Uppe

ther round of drinks. "Relax. It's brand new, and I wanted to check on my investment.

itizens," another man laughed. "Beck is only thirt

at analysts. We need to soak up some youthful energy. Besides, Beck has been in Europe for years. They're much more open-

y. If we go out there, we'll be on the front page of P

general admission crowd, where anyone with a smart

to the man sitting in the center of the room. He

ly one not we

over a black dress shirt, his attire casual and re

that exuded a cold, untouchable aura. Even among this room of attractive,

his long fingers, the glowing e

le drag, finally crushing it into the cry

expression indifferent, his dark, fathomless e

e weight of authority radiated from him. H

hy the sudden rush back? Is the old man finally kicking the

et out a low, rumbling chuckle, complet

ith

ate in the chest, and his eyes held a dark, unfathomable de

liams family had massive operations globally, and Beck had b

erfectly. "I want to focus on the domestic market for a

y dropped the subject. No one pushed Be

have to look out for us from now on," one

and opened the heavy soundproof do

fening bass of the club's music flo

the roar of the crowd, causing everyo