CHAPTER 3: CRAIG
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By the time Craig arrived at La Petite Mort Club he was ready to kill Liz. How dare she want to join a s*x club. She never even wanted to have s*x, not with him, and that was the part that destroyed him.
He paid the Uber driver and headed toward the building. Their life hadn’t been perfect but it’d been pretty damn good—their s*x life too or at least he’d thought so. He hesitated at the door to the Club, the s*x club. That’s what she wanted. s*x with a man...men other than him. His knees almost buckled. God, this hurt more than he’d ever admit. Screw her. If she wanted out, he’d let her go. Let her f**k every man she found. She’d never find anyone who’d treat her like he had.
He’d made a good home for them. A good life. They didn’t need money. They had their
