Chapter 73 Kade
SEVENTY-THREE
KADE
NINE MONTHS LATER
“Babe, we are going to be late!” I called out to Evelyn as I looked in the hallway mirror and straightened my tie. Today was the grand opening of my new club, Oasis, formally known as Olympus and owned by Ricci.
Machine and I had worked hard making the space into an elegant yet erotic atmosphere.
With a color palette of dark red and black with accents of crystal, we were able to achieve our goal.
Never would this club be a cover for sex trafficking or other crimes ever again.
Tonight we would be showing our hard work off to our loved ones and the new elite members of the club.
“Coming!” Evelyn yelled out from our bedroom.
I heard her breathing heavily as she walked down the hall, holding her impressive baby bump.
She was breathtaking in a black satin floor-length gown that was tailored perfectly to her curves.
Her hair hung down her back down in soft waves, which were calling me to run my hands through them.
Evelyn was officially living with me in the penthouse, now. I’d made it official by putting a key on Alfredo’s collar with a note that said Move in with me? Needless to say, the rest was history.
She gave me a pout. “Your daughter won’t stop kicking me in the lung and bladder.”
I kissed her pouty lips before placing my hands on her stomach where my daughter was growing.
“Now peanut, I need you to be nice to Mommy so she can enjoy going out with Daddy to his new club.” I swore my little girl could hear me when I felt her kick under my hand.
I looked at Evelyn who was giving me a see, told you so face. I gave her one more sensual kiss. “You look beautiful, princess.”
Evelyn wrapped both of her hands on the lapels of my jacket before looking up at me and biting her lower lip. “And you, Sir, look good enough to eat.”
I let out a groan as I felt my dick harden at her words. Pregnancy had given Evelyn an insatiable appetite for sex.
I placed my hands over hers. “As much as it pains me not to take you back to our bedroom and have my way with you all night, we need to get going.”
Evelyn gave me another pout and nodded.
The streets of New York City were bustling with cars, people, and music. As the limo pulled up to the club, I noticed that Evelyn was quieter than usual. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
When she looked at me, I could tell something was up.
“You okay, baby?”
She placed one hand on her stomach and used the other to squeeze my hand in return. “Yeah, just some Braxton-Hicks contractions.”
I gave her a worried look before she tilted her head to the door of the limo.
“C’mon honey, I have to pee.”
I let out a chuckle and made my way out of the vehicle before helping her out of it. Our friends were waiting in the lobby for us wearing their finest.
The entire club was painted black and accented with long red pieces of satin cascading along the ceiling and down the walls which were all connected by a crystal chandelier in the center of the room.
The main club mimicked the lobby, however private rooms were sectioned off by more fabric.
All of the staff wore black slacks, white button-down shirts, black vests and bowties, and red satin pocket squares that peeked out of the pockets of their vests.
Evelyn’s team, including the newest member, Monte, was mingling with the Hive team over near the removable bar that we had put out for the event.
Machine was off to the side speaking to Amber, our new club manager. His hair was a little longer on the top than his usual military hairstyle and he looked a lot healthier than he had a few months ago. As soon as he saw us enter, he hugged us both.
When he let her go, Evelyn gave me a pleading look. “I need to pee.”
I gave her a nod before she grabbed Badger’s hand on her way to the bathroom. I would never understand why women always went in pairs.
“You good, bro?” I asked Machine as she walked away. He seemed a bit distracted.
Machine took a sip of his whiskey and looked away from the hallway that the ladies had just left through. “Yeah, I’m good.”