Hello, everyone. Here is chapter one. I am planning to switch back and forth with the men and the MC for each chapter. I need all the help I can get for this part. Thank you. Enjoy, reading!
Chapter One
In the early 1800s a group of young men, decided that they needed more in life. A challenge from the opposite sex. Except they waited for that challenge for quite some time, but it never came. One man decided to use the females for their fortunes, another wanted to break a lady down from her station. With their different ideas they came together and formed a union. A brotherhood. And in this group, their sole purpose was to ruin a lady financially, socially, and other terms they wished to not discuss. These men call themselves the Gentleman's Club.
Smoke circled around the cigar as a man huffed and puffed it. He had not shaved this morning and didn't care, for this cheek had stubbles. The man behind him looked like he had just woken up, for his fine combed hair was tossed around.
“What are you thinking, Harry?” The young man asked his fellow companion who was smoking the cigar.
“Come sit down next fire, Elijah.” The young man did what he was told and sat in front of the man next to the fireplace.
Next to his chair was a table of alcoholic drinks. Elijah poured himself a glass of brandy and took a sip.
“Always the best.” The man with the cigar mentioned. “The brand is the most well known out there.”
“Right, Harry.” His friend said. Elijah glanced around the room and saw his other friends. Adam and Neil were conversing with each other on a topic he couldn't hear. They caught his eye, looked at each other and walked over.
“Ah, Adam. Neil. How are the ladies?” Harry said as he saw his friends.
Both men found a seat and sat down. Adam then took out a cigar, lit it and spoke, “Always the best.” His eyes lit up at the response he gave.
“No trouble at all?” Elijah said as he shook his head in disappointment.
“What's the matter? The ladies not work with you?” Neil told him with sarcasm flowing in his speech. The other two men laughed, but Elijah never broke into a smile. Not even one curve of his lip upwards.
His companions saw him, as he took another drink. “Elijah. Our work is supposed to be enjoyable.” Harry said out loud. “We are the Gentleman's Club after all.” Elijah glanced at the other men in the room and sighed.
“I know what we're supposed to do. Except...”
“Except what?” Adam asked, confusingly.
“Don't you remember how this club started?” He paused and waited for a response, but no one said anything. “They all wanted a challenge. Someone from the opposite sex fighting against everything they do. But, no lady came. So they brought forth the deed and now we're supposed to ruin a lady?”
Harry bent in closer, “Elijah, what are you mumbling about?”
Elijah took in a deep breath and spoke again, “I want something. A challenge. Not a lady I can completely ruin and she has nothing to say about it.”
Neil looked absolutely stunned, “What say you? This is what we are made to be.”
“What? Rogues?”
“Elijah. I don't think Neil is saying we have to be a ruthless cad, even though we can be. Remember who we are. We are the most powerful men in Bath and no single lady out there can do anything about it.” Adam finished his semi-speech being contented with himself.
“Here. Here, Adam.” Harry and Neil both said. All three men seemed to agree with themselves, but Elijah didn't.
Then he thought of something, “Friends. What if a lady can do something about it. What if she has no idea of what we are. What if she's not from Bath?”
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