DOMINICAs I made my way into Club Sapphire, the dim lighting and leather-clad decor welcomed me. The unsurpassable refinement of the interior decoration that almost resembles a gentlemen's club-instead of a strip club- was dotted with dark polished wood and Chesterfield sofa. No wonder this was one of my favourites out of all the clubs my family owned. Oh! And the women were exquisite, too."Sir..." The manager, Eric, came up out of nowhere and looked at me like I was some ghost. "Mr. Romano...we-"I cut him off. "Send a message to Viktor. I will be in my room. And yes, send a bottle of Macallan.""Yes, Sir," came the automatic reply.As I waited for the elevator to open, he, once again, rushed by my side. "Sir, may I get a doctor for you?"Stepping inside, I replied, "A bottle of Macallan do would just fine." He did open his mouth to say something, but I was thankful when the door shut close.Finally, a flitting moment of
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