Let the Liquor Burn II Harry + Elsa
It was ten sharp and the escorts were on duty. They were all told to bring their clients to their room earlier today while he had his 'business' to attend to. He laughed, being the owner of such a popular club had it's benefits and he was never afraid to abuse the power he had. While most of the prostitutes and clients were quietly chatting among themselves, others were leaving for who knows what. He took a swig of liquor, enjoying the burn that was released from the intake. He glanced at his watch, she should be arriving soon. He tugged on his tie, loosening it up. He had done his research on Miss Elsa and he now had a vague idea of who she was. He hadn't expected this but now he was amused. If he played his cards right, he'd have yet another connection to benefit from -- he needed her before she was snatched up by Portia or Tiana. He needed to all the pieces to win this never ending murder game. He sighed, laughing at the idea of being king. He'd stop at nothing for his ambition and he'd always been power hungry. His appetite had never been filled. He didn't own a heart either.