Club Paradiso

By Wayne Mansfield

When Nicholas Webster meets Edmund Hawthorne, Mr. Hawthorne slips Nick a card. In silver, embossed lettering, it says Club Paradiso.

Intrigued, Nick visits only to discover it’s a private men’s nudist club. As the doors to Eden are thrown open, Nick’s breath is taken away. It’s taken away again when he meets Bruno, the extremely handsome barman.

They begin talking, and it seems Club Paradiso has something to offer Nick. In fact, when Bruno asks if they can meet again, Nick knows something wonderful is going to happen.

However, the club has a dark secret. What lies behind the waterfall? His attempts to find out are thwarted, which only piques his interest. When he does find out, he might wish he had never even heard of Club Paradiso.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Jul 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781646565375

Wayne Mansfield

Wayne Mansfield is a Western Australian writer. He has been writing for nine years and has been published in Australia, the United Kingdom, and the United States. Additionally, he wrote a monthly erotic story for the German publications Macho and Dreamboys for two years. His novellas and stories usually have a horror, futuristic, or fantasy theme, although he does write contemporary stories such as The Hiding Place, which received Honorable Mention in the 2013 Rainbow Awards.

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Club Paradiso

By Wayne Mansfield

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Copyright 2019 Wayne Mansfield

ISBN 9781646565375

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Club Paradiso

By Wayne Mansfield

Chapter 1

Thank you, Mister Webster.

Call me Nick.

Nick reached across the desk and shook Mr. Edmund Hawthorne’s hand, noting it was a firm, manly handshake and one that had, no doubt, closed many deals over the years.

I’ll have my secretary email you the completed copies once I’ve finished with them. Now I have all the information I need, it won’t take me long to draw up the papers.

Nick got up from his chair and buttoned his suit jacket.

Ah, before you go Mr…Nick, I didn’t notice a wedding band.

Nick hoisted his briefcase off the chair next to him. No. He felt a slight frown materialise. Why do you ask?

Hawthorne, dressed in Armani from his tanned neck to his Gucci shoes, walked to the other side of the desk, holding something in his hand.

I want you to take this. I think you might find it…amusing. He passed Nick a small white card, embossed in silver lettering. I must ask you not to disclose any information contained on the card to anyone, nor any details of the venue itself.

His curiosity more than piqued, Nick looked first at Hawthorne, then at the card.

CLUB PARADISO

The Old Port Warehouses

Chessingham Lane

I don’t understand, said Nick as he was escorted to the door of the impeccably decorated office.

It’s a gentleman’s club, explained Hawthorne, placing his hand in the small of Nick’s back. Of sorts. Very exclusive and therefore requiring the utmost discretion. I have a feeling you’ll fit in rather well.

I’m still not sure I understand, said Nick, glancing once again at the card as if it would reveal more information a second time.

Hawthorne smiled, and