My Book- Chapter 1

1.

The clubs are underground clubs, but not the typical rave night thing. People are only known by their assumed name, never their real name. If you got the money, or can past the test, you are in. And it is not just one club; there are hundreds of them, networking throughout ever Major City in the states and more than a few out of them. They have no name, and there is no front door. A small painted black flower or identifying hieroglyphic outside the entrance door identifies them. A small symbol you wear, a ring, necklace, or such identifies you. You could bring one guest with you at a time, and they kept records of that person. If your guest fucks up, you are out, if you are lucky you get out alive. If not you both disappear.

Kaleb was thrilled, finally something besides the same old shit. He paid the woman, named Jilli, to take him to the club and to get him to the right person to talk to. She was too scared to deny and the money he offered her was too much. She ditched her date, and walked away with Kaleb. When they arrived, he was surprised that they were at an old warehouse. But as they walked to they door he noticed the small black poppy painted above the door jam. He grabbed Jilli by the arm and asked if all the symbols were poppies. Which she promptly told him no, and informed him that this was her kind of club, and that the flower identified the type of club. A peephole slides open in the door. The girl showed her ring with the poppy worked into the design, and the bouncer showed them into they front hall. And that is when it happened.

They place was packed, Kaleb was looking around wondering where all of the people can from, because the warehouse looked abandoned from the outside, when he walked into her. She was beautiful; she had waist length black hair, with streaks of blonde and red. Her eyes were the color of violets, and he had never had such and over powering attraction to anyone before. And he couldn’t believe what she was telling Jilli. She turned and took Kaleb’s hand and walked away. Kaleb looked back towards Jilli but she looked like she had just touched an open flame. Kaleb leaned towards the black haired girl and said "what is your name?" she stopped and looked him up and down, assessing if he deserved a response. "My name is Raven. Yours?" looking down at her he was surprised by her answer since he was staring at a small tattoo of a violet on her breast. But instead he responded, "Wolf" and than tapped the tattoo and asked "why not Violet?" She just laughed and showed him her ring responding, "violet is my group not the name I go by. I am almost never at this club, but I had a feeling to come here tonight and now I know why. Come on, we have a lot of catching up to do, and I want to take a shower. My car is a block from here in a garage."

Wolf was pissed she was telling him what to do, but as he looked around all he saw was a bunch of doped out assholes, and the woman beside him was just too tempting. He reached down, wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her against him. He sunk his hand into her hair, leaned his head down and kissed her until he felt her relax in his arms.

Wolf had no idea how dangerous it was to touch this woman. Bouncers from all over the room started to slowly move towards them, waiting for a signal from Raven. She was one of the most respected members due to her age and the way she handled her business affairs with the club. She had impressed some of the higher boss women when she joined at 14yrs old. And intrigued them even more when at 15 she started buying real estate and doing well in her investments and stocks under an assumed name. The council, due to her background and childhood, constantly watched raven and every club in the state knew who she was and the contributions she made to their organization of clubs. All the bouncers knew how Raven felt about males, and many men had received a broken hand or nose from her for daring to touch her. And she was nice compared to what the bouncers usually did. She felt the movement off to the left of her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Tim, the head bouncer, close by watching intently to see if she was O.K. She gave the signal that she was fine. The bouncers slowly turned and walked back to their post, silently wondering who was the man that Raven would let touch her willingly. Wolf set her back down and let her lead him out of the warehouse without saying another word.