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Chapter 602
Chapter 602:
Her eyes stared blankly at the glittering city skyline. Despite carrying the unsigned NIH contract in her purse — her golden escape — a heavy, suffocating weight pressed down on her chest. The knowledge that Cole and Crawford had nearly destroyed the financial markets over her felt like a thick layer of grime on her skin. She felt objectified, like a piece of meat being fought over by two rabid dogs. The psychological pressure had begun to manifest as a physical ache.
Vera walked out onto the balcony in a silk robe. She took one look at June’s rigid posture and sighed. She pulled a silver cigarette case from her pocket, extracted a long, ultra-slim Vogue cigarette, and held it out to June.
“You look like you’re about to explode,” Vera said quietly, lighting it for her. “You need to break something. You need to do something completely out of character, just to prove you own your own body p>
June took a drag. The harsh smoke burned the back of her throat, but the sharp physical sensation grounded her. She exhaled a thin cloud of gray into the night air, and when her eyes narrowed, the cold, calculating scientist returned to the surface.
“Take me to The Underworld,” June said. Her voice was perfectly calm.
Vera froze. The silver lighter slipped from her fingers and clattered onto the balcony floor.
“Are you insane?” Vera gasped. “I’ve told you about it before — the place is a myth to most people, but it’s real.” Her voice dropped to a tight whisper. The Underworld was Manhattan’s most exclusive, highly secretive underground club, a place where the wealthiest and most powerful women in the world went to buy absolute, unquestioning male obedience. A den of pure, expensive vice. “June, you don’t want to go there. It’s dangerous. The men there aren’t just escorts. They are predators p>
June took another drag of the cigarette. She turned her head and looked at Vera with eyes as cold as a morgue.
“Is there anything in this city more dangerous than Cole Compton and Crawford Love?” she asked softly.
𝗡o𝘷е𝘭𝘴 𝗶𝗻 𝘵𝗿𝘦𝗇𝘥 𝗼n ѕ.𝗰𝗼m
Vera stared at her. She saw the absolute, terrifying resolve in June’s eyes and knew there was no stopping her.
Thirty minutes later, Vera’s black Porsche turned into a dark, unmarked alleyway in Lower Manhattan. They stopped in front of a massive solid steel door embedded in a brick wall. Four heavily armed men in black suits stepped forward, scanned Vera’s VIP biometric ID, and patted them down with aggressive efficiency.
The steel door groaned as it slid open.
June stepped out of the car. She adjusted the collar of her black trench coat and walked straight into the dark, thumping abyss.
The moment June stepped through the steel doors, the heavy, vibrating bass of electronic music hit her chest like a second heartbeat.
The air inside The Underworld was thick — cedarwood cologne, spilled champagne, and raw, unfiltered adrenaline. A hostess in a sleek black dress immediately escorted June and Vera past the crowded main floor and up a dark, velvet-lined staircase to a private VIP suite on the second floor. One entire wall was made of one-way glass, allowing them a clear view of the writhing mass of bodies on the dance floor below while keeping them completely invisible.