Chapter 33 Paradiso Notturno

Paradiso Notturno was not just a club—it was a shrine of sin, an exclusive sanctuary where men with blood on their hands toasted champagne without guilt, or remorse. Deals were struck in the VIP booths draped in red velvet, fortunes won and lost at exclusive gambling tables, and secrets were conceived and buried among the heavy, crimson curtained walls. Leila stepped out first, her stilettos clicking against the gleaming marble floor. She was dressed for the part wearing a black silk dress with a high slit, which exposed just enough skin to be distracting, but not tempting.