"I'm positive," Hex promised as the woman slipped each phone into a sleeve, then put them both in a locker.

Once she did, the door buzzed to let them in. Hex reached for Nyx's hand, but then slipped his arm fully around his waist.

Stepping through, it was clear instantly this club was more 'intense'. People were bound. Suspended. Locked into uncomfortable positions. A naked woman was being slowly covered in melted wax.

Hex gave Nyx a minute to balk.