Page 42 of Powerful Deception
Dante takes his gaze off his daughter and then turns it back to me.
We look at each other for a few seconds before he lets out a sigh.
“I didn’t come in here to yell at you.”
“You didn’t?”
Maybe he’s here to fire me because he found out who I really am and why I’m here.
That has to be it.
Why else would he actively seek me out? He hasn’t in the last few days.
I mentally prepare myself for him to destroy me, to rip me apart and leave me just like he left my father.
“No.” He pauses, and I realize I’m not ready for what he’s about to say. “I actually came to find you to tell you that you are moving in tomorrow night.”
12
If you ever get to ask a mafia boss what he likes to do in his free time, his answer may surprise you.
Some will say that they like to count their money.
Others will say that they like to go to their favorite coffee shop and interact with people.
For me, I would tell you two things. My number one thing is to spend time with my children. No matter the time of day, as long as I am near them and have an eye on them, I am happy.
The second thing I like to do is sit in my suite at Perversa and look down at everything that is happening in my club.
Like I said, surprising, but I take pride in my club. I’ve worked hard to get it where it is today.
From the outside, most people wouldn’t expect for the establishment to have more than one floor. Especially with how the windows align.
What people that have never been here before don’t know, is that I own not only the building but the whole entire block. The club not only spans one floor but four, with the rest being used as storage and housing for some of my dancers and bar employees.
The first floor is the main section, the place where the people pay a hefty sum to be able to step into. The floor where you are able to experience some of the most beautiful women that you will lay your eyes on.
Floor two is filled with private rooms that can only be rented out by the elite members. The rooms that they have to pay even more money to rent out. They are meant to give the club member a closer look at the dancers or to hold a private event, but never touch.
Number one rule of Perversa, you touch no one. I don’t give a shit how drunk you are, you don’t touch my people.
The third floor is for those that want to experience the most beautiful male dancers that people will ever see.
My goal with Perversa was to cater to everyone, so I knew that male dancers were a must.
The fourth floor is the dressing room and a place for the dancers and employees to destress during working hours.
As for the housing that I offer, I wanted the people that work for me to feel safe, especially if they didn’t have a place to live and had to work late hours. It’s not mandatory for them to live here, but it’s an option offered to them for a very small fee.
Then there is my suite of course. The place that I go to in my free time when I’m not with my children or dealing with business.
I come here to destress and in the last seven months that has meant a number of things.
Sometimes it was just to drink and make sure that everything is running smoothly on the first floor.
Sometimes, especially in the last three months, destressing meant calling Honor in here to give me a helping hand. That was the only exception to the no touching rule and Honor was always on board with what I had in mind.
But tonight, the means of distressing is slightly different. Tonight, there won’t be any heavy drinking, no calling in Honor to get on her knees. No, tonight I have other plans to get rid of the stress and anger boiling inside of me.