Chapter 5

I pull out my gold swipe card that gives me access to one of the two lifts and all four floors of this building. When Luciano gave me this the day I arrived, I noticed that he had a silver one, which means he cannot access the apartment upstairs, not that anyone can! It’s locked with a keypad that the guard scanned my palm for on arrival. It’s very high-tech for somewhere Carrero rarely uses, and I wonder why he went to so much expense upstairs but left his club to run in incapable hands and still look like it was decorated in the nineties.

It’s a complete contradiction to both the man and his apartment upstairs.

I wander into the open space of the lift and lean back against the railing, sighing heavily. I can hear the thrum downstairs and impatiently run my fingers through my long, straight locks, admiring my reflection as the chrome doors close. I quickly check my flawless makeup and red pout and give my ample breasts a slight jiggle in the moulded lingerie to sit high