Page 46 of Entangled Mafia Princess

Andrian likes my plan, though he still talks about ripping Liam a new one, but he agrees logistically it will be harder to get the jump on Liam. The daughter is practically a bird in hand, I explain.

“I won’t be back from Moscow for at least three days,” Andrian laments.

“I’ll handle it,” I reply while driving back home after my time with Casey.

“Who’s going to do it? Your man Andy?”

“Andy will help, but I’m going to oversee the job myself.”

“Khorosho. Andy is good, but this, it is too important.”

“My thoughts exactly.”

“So when will you kidnap this little bitch?”

“Soon.”

“How soon? My guys are hearing rumors Liam plans to hold auction in less than two weeks.”

“Imet’ terpeniye,” I tell Andrian. “I’ve got it under control. Trust me.”

“Of course, of course. Keep me updated.”

Once I’m back at home, I replay the night’s events in my head, remembering how nicely her ass glowed red for me, how she ground herself unabashedly on the handle of the flogger. Wondering how many times I can make her come, I start to feel warm. I unbuckle my belt and undo my pants to reach for my cock. Casey’s a cute plaything. To my surprise, I didn’t have to hold back too much with her. Still, she’s out of her depth with me.

Her sticking around with me in the alley surprised me too. It didn’t smell great back there, and it was cold. Not a place I expected someone with her background would want to be in the middle of the night. But she didn’t complain.

I jerk myself off before getting ready for bed. The following morning, I talk through my plan with Andy and how the logistics would work out. Andy used to work kidnappings before coming to me. His biggest job, kidnapping a Hong Kong tycoon as he left his own residence, netted sixty million US dollars for the Jing San.

I have a guy on Casey, and he reports that she went to a gym, hung out at a café with her cousin where they spent half the time chatting and half the time independently on their phones, and spends the rest of the time at home until it’s time to meet me at Club de Sade. He tells me that she left the house in her car with her bodyguard.

Dressed in jeans and a casual button-up shirt over a tee, I choose to drive my more inconspicuous Audi. My men follow me in two separate cars.

We arrive at the club early. I wait for Casey outside in my car. I don’t plan to play at Club de Sade tonight. Not enough privacy. Plus, I want to impress Casey with a superior club, The Lotus.

When I see her, I get out of my car and intercept her before she heads inside. I notice she has on a thicker coat tonight.

Seeing me, her eyes light up. “Hey.”

“We’re going to someplace better tonight,” I tell her.

“Yeah? Where?”

“The Lotus.”

“You said that place was by invitation only.”

“I got you an invitation.”

It hadn’t been easy convincing Darren to allow the daughter of a mafia member into The Lotus. Darren was in a bad mood. Has been for several months. Darren has big shoes to fill in the triad, and maybe the stress is getting to him. But I’ve also heard it might have something to do with a woman he was seeing. A guy from his security detail had told one of mine that Darren had even taken a bullet for her. That’s serious shit.

The only people I would ever take a bullet for are my adoptive parents, but they’ve both passed away. While the triad is my extended family, I’ve been a loner most of my life. Andrian would probably be the closest thing to kin.

“Cool,” Casey says. “Let me just tell my b—chauffer. Where’s The Lotus?”

“I’ll drive. Your ‘chauffer’ can follow us.”

Casey goes to talk to her bodyguard. When she comes back, I walk her to my car.

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