Seize the Castle by Dear Elizabeth

Author:Dear, Elizabeth
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elizabeth Dear Publishing LLC
Published: 2022-12-09T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

ZACH

“Happy birthday, Zachary. I’m sorry I have to rush off like this, but I’m sure you do not want your mother lurking around your birthday party.”

I definitely did not. Guests had already started arriving in droves, the students of Holywell Academy dying for a glimpse inside the fabled Euphoria Club. I’d known Mom was still here, having just finished entertaining the usual balding, fat, lecherous businessmen she bilked out of their money on a regular basis, so I’d had to stop by or risk her throwing a passive-aggressive temper tantrum later.

I kissed her cheek as she swanned past me. “Thanks for the party, Mom. And for letting us use the Club.”

She waved a dismissive hand at me. “Anything for my baby.” She stopped in the doorway of her office, turning to frown at me like a thought had just occurred to her. “The Knight girl isn’t coming, is she?”

I shrugged. “The invitation went out to the entire Academy. She might be.”

She’d fucking better be.

“Zachary, really,” Mom chided. “That little bitch broke in here and snooped in my most private business. I’ve only just managed to calm our most important investors down about all of her… nonsense.”

“I’ll make sure she behaves, Mom,” I replied with a mischievous grin. “Don’t worry.”

She looked me up and down, then a knowing, proud smile appeared on her red lips. “Alright, then. I trust you to handle her, baby. Good luck.”

Then she disappeared down the hall.

I blew out a relieved breath before pasting my usual lazy smile back on my face. I checked my reflection in one of the three mirrors Mom kept in her office, satisfied my tight white designer T-shirt, ripped black jeans, and dark boots gave off the desired I-don’t-give-a-fuck-that-there’s-a-dress-code-because-I-own-this-place vibe, then I sauntered back out onto the Club floor and headed straight for the Heirs’ VIP table in the center of the room.

A soft blue glow lit the spacious, open first floor, casting eerie, sensuous shadows over the hundreds of Academy students and alumni here to kiss my ass and get hammered on the free booze. The sultry music that played through the room was low and hypnotic, able to lull even the most sober person in the room into a trance that would ensure they’d return again and again.

Tonight’s theme was black and gold, and all the burlesque dancers and Club servers wore lingerie and other costume embellishments in those colors. A group of beautiful dancers—both male and female—commanded the stage along the north wall, seducing the crowd one perfectly choreographed routine at a time. Equally gorgeous servers flitted around the main floor and the open second floor above, and the awed, hungry looks my classmates were giving to the staff served as a reminder of why membership to the Club was the most sought-after in the City.

I passed Chad Hendrickson and his little fan club, the group of them sprawled on the teal velvet furniture that surrounded one of the Club’s many round gold-plated tables—theirs currently piled high with bottles of champagne and hard liquor.

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