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"On this, the first floor, it is all casino activities. Roulette, blackjack, baccarat, slot machines. You name it, we have it." "The second floor is the entertainment floor. Karaoke rooms, and dance bar lounges fill up all the spaces on that floor." "The third floor is the VIP section. This is where we make the money. It's a mix of both the first and second levels; but only for diamond membership holders." Jonas added, "To qualify, you need to have a net worth of fifty million. You have to dress formally, too." Nikolai continued, "The top floor is the offices. We are taking the private lift at the back to Don Krauser's office."

I led him back to the same elevator. "So I have twelve VIPs that I would really like to have an evening in your casino." "I see," he said nonchalantly, looking at the floor numbers rising on the escalator and avoiding my eyes. "Of course you will bill us for their drinks and expenses but they cover their own chips. And they are very much into their vodka if you can…" "Another presentation piece? That seems risky considering the types of vodka millionaires drink isn't cheap." The doors opened and he led me into it. Enclosed once more I inhaled his scent and felt the dizzy rush of his presence once more.

Just answers. The club was a low-end spot called Velvet Sin—neon lights still flickering even in daylight, bass thumping faintly through the walls. Back entrance, like Dre said. We slipped in through the service door. The bouncer knew Dre’s face—nodded once, let us pass. Money talks. Then Dre turned around, giving me the signal I needed. Up the stairs to the VIP booths. Room 7. The door was cracked open, moans spilling out—loud and shameless. I pushed it wide.

Violet brought out her phone and dialed the number on the TV, it rang for sometime before someone finally picked up. She put the phone on speaker, so we could both hear, "Hello, Good evening this is Ava from the Adrian empire, how may I help you?" The person on the other side of the phone asked. "Yes, Good evening, my name is Madison and I would like to book an appointment with Mr Adrian," Violet said. "Are you part of our VIP list?" The lady asked. "No, I am not," Violet answered, she rolled her eyes. "Okay, have you spent more than six million dollars on any of our items before?" The lady asked.

Adrian's POV I walk this sweet, mysterious girl out of the market, which is called where we are to the lounge we would be doing the real stuff. About eighty rooms exist here, both for the regulars and the VIPs. As usual, I'd be opting in for the VIPs, I pay the required amount of money, for four hours which is how long I'd love to spend, it's a thousand dollars, I stand to wish how free I'll get what I want if it was Alessia. She will charge me nothing and still go to have sex with me as much as I want, when and where I want it.

That was the one Theo had chosen. And she wasn't about to let anyone take it. "How do I become one of your VIP members?" The sales associate looked at her with open disdain. "You need to spend at least five million in our store before you can apply for VIP membership." She tilted her head, almost smugly. Five million. That should scare this nobody off. But instead, Scarlett calmly swept her gaze around the store. "I'll take everything." Silence. The kind that lands so hard you could hear a pin drop.

Everly asked, gazing at the nameplate on the gigantic building before her, Rising inc. She tilted her head to both sides, certainly she'd heard of this before but, why were they here? What about Penty's hotel? “Come on in.” Hubbard urged. The screeching of tires could be heard as a waitress drove a champagne cart into room 404 which obviously was the most expensive VIP lodge. “Cheers!” “To a blissful future.” Luis Maria added. A smile creased Hahn's face. What's going on? Everly cogitated. She shot suspicious glances at her father, Luis Maria, then to Hahn whose face was buried in the ground. Her eyes continued to move sideways of its frame.

“I don’t think I can just write her a check, right?” She offered me the payment request log where I would take her banking information and banking information that Club Heaven used for these purchases. There wasn’t that much money in the account, but having the information meant I could make the transfer to the account and pay the woman from the account. The account was based in the Black Mountain pack. I hadn’t heard much about them, but I planned to look into them the first chance I got. Grace led me to the VIP room that was usually used for these trades and I waited.

he shrugged, "I don't make the rules. The owner is adamant about this. And I haven't seen you around before, so I can't let you in without an ID." "Will this be fine?" Alice flashed her cell at the man, showing him a photo of her ID. "Of course, miss. Go right in. Enjoy Havana." the bouncer smiled. Alice scoffed and walked in a dark corridor with blue led lights. There was another security Alice passed who charged her five hundred rands to get in. The price was ridiculous just to get inside a club. A server walked to Alice with a blinding smile showing her perfect teeth. "Welcome to Havana. Would you like a table anywhere down here or upstairs?" She kept her huge smile out and continued, "Si

Trevor Hudson deserved the other part of the credit for opening the door to fun experiences. Keyonna, Penny, Paula, Stephanie, Daphne, Kimberly, and Joanna walked into the lobby of The Oasis. Penny paid for them to get VIP bracelets at two-hundred dollars apiece. After being seated in an oval shaped booth with purple upholstery upstairs in VIP, Penny ordered champagne service. The VIP area was plush. Soft fuzzy pillows of all colors decorated the large ornate booths. The lights were colorful, yet soft so it didn’t hurt the eyes. And the music was upbeat, but not obscenely loud where it gave someone a headache.