AH
He’s the club manager. He’s not a member. He’s not for sale. But when a quiet regular starts coming to Caruso just to be in a room that’s dark and safe, Marcus starts staying late too. This isn’t about power exchange. It’s about two tired people learning how to be soft with each other after everyone else has gone home.
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@thee_artist_00The clock on the wall ticked past 2:00 AM. Caruso was empty, or as empty as it ever got. The last of the members had filtered out twenty minutes ago, leaving behind the faint smell of expensive cologne, spilled whiskey, and something sweeter—sweat, maybe, or the ghost of a scene gone right.
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