Dangerous Encounter

Riley Edwards

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Dangerous Encounter

Riley Edwards

Dangerous Encounter

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Cover design: Lori Jackson Designs

Written by: Riley Edwards

Published by: Riley Edwards/Rebels Romance

Edited by: Rebecca Hodgkins

Proofreader: Julie Deaton

Book Name: Dangerous Encounter

Paperback ISBN: 978-1-951567-28-6

First edition: August 30, 2022

To my family - my team – my tribe.

This is for you.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

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Acknowledgments

1

There I was, standing in a beautiful mansion, surrounded by beautiful people all in varying degrees of undress, watching them mingle and converse. And I was wondering not for the first time or the third or the tenth, how on earth was this my life.

I’d been to enough of these soirées that the nudity didn’t bother me. At first, it did, until I came to the realization that the members of Club Joi paid a hefty price to be there. They paid for the opportunity and the privacy to safely and willingly participate in a lifestyle they enjoyed.

However, as the nights progressed into the public sex, I found any reason I could to leave the area. It wasn’t that it was a free-for-all wild orgy. Everything revolved around consent and that included touching as well as watching. No one was forced to watch. There were designated spaces throughout the mansion where sex acts could be viewed, but no place else.

So, when the penises and vaginas came out, I skedaddled.

I actually knew how this had become my life. Every time I walked into my apartment and didn’t see my roommate’s smiling, pretty face I was reminded. What I was really wondering was why on earth I thought I could find out what happened to Elise. I’d been a part-time waitress, part-time event planner for God’s sake. I had no idea what I was doing or what I was looking for. It wasn’t like during cocktail hour one of the members was going to announce they’d kidnapped my friend. Or during an orgasm, someone was going to scream, “Oh, yes, so good! I killed Elise Keller and buried her in the backyard.”