Chapter 123. Decision Making

Lucien

Lucien was getting into the mood for the fight. It had always excited him, this rush of adrenalin before a fight. He had given some of his best years to it. He knew he was growing old and was not as agile as he had used to be. Schwartz had glumly pointed it out many times over the past week. But he had wanted to inaugurate the Fight Club at his own Club, his home turf.

He also wanted to send a message to Dmitri: Do your worst. I am not afraid of you. And I have YOUR old wh*re here, as my Card girl!

He scowled as he thought of Dana/Catalina. The woman had been in his bedroom adjoining his office when he had arrived. He had had to use tact and firmness to throw her out, She had been reeking of sex, and he had only felt a wave of revulsion. An image of Proserpina, sweet and fresh-smelling, had come to him. Her soft, willing body, the shy smile, the way she blushed...He wished she was here beside him. But he knew she loathed such events. He smil