It was a smorgasbord of debauchery every night of the week.
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“Bon maten, mon capitaine!” Dylan Tessay jested with a wink to her boss as she walked into Adytum, the city’s elusive club known for catering to influential women who wanted to indulge in insidious activities with beautiful women of almost every flavor one could desire. It was a smorgasbord of debauchery every night of the week.
“Alé pèdi tibonèt, mon petit!” Maxi said as she forced a faint smile to cross her thin but defined jaw, not in the mood to hear anything from anyone. Late afternoon felt like morning for those who spent most of their waking hours while the city slept. That was most of the staff at Adytum. It took at least until dinnertime for everyone’s pleasantries to be welcomed with positivity.
“Ouch, Maxi. Get lost? Seriously?” Grasping her chest as if her boss had stabbed it with a double-edged knife, she didn’t actually take the remarks to heart. One, because it was early, and two, because they had become friends over the last five years since Dylan began working for Maxi Delacroix. During this time, she had picked up a decent amount of French from her Creole boss. “And I’m not your little one anymore.”
“Mon petit, you know I’m just teasing.” She patted Dylan on the cheek, giving her a slight caress as she pushed away from the bar, which was the heart of Adytum’s playground. The place where one could bask in the sweet scent of sex while sipping a cocktail. “Are you ready for Lady Katrina tonight?”
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