~CHAPTER 73~
The bar was a big space, located just a short stroll from the dinner hall.
It was a popular haunt for my men, open twenty-four hours a day, and catering to their every whim.
The shelves behind the bar were lined with an impressive array of fine spirits, and the air was thick with the smell of cigar smoke and polished leather.
If my men weren't here, they were usually at the club, a decadent playground that offered everything from high-stakes gambling to exotic entertainment.
Speaking of which, my thoughts drafted to my dear cousin, Adelasia. You know why I cut off her fingers?
A cold smile spread across my face. We had a world-class club right here on the estate, a place where she could indulge in every luxury and vice imaginable.
But no, the stupid bitch had to go and take our enemy's daughter to some dingy, rundown club in the city.
