SIXTEEN The Feeling of Regrets

Martin POV

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I had an important appointment with one of my partners in the club, and I needed Shantel to accompany me. We had dinner first before we went to Luminous Lounge. I was going to meet Derick here.

Before that, I told Luke to cover for me if Dakota would ask about my whereabouts. I needed her to stay close to me to protect her. I had an inkling that Yvan was not in Russia. He was here in New York, lurking around and waiting for the opportunity to cut my head off.

"Martin, what if we give Derick additional benefits?" Shantel suggested.

We are in the VIP room on the 2nd floor of my club. The lights were minimal, but clear enough to see each other's facial expressions. For now, Derick wasn't sure if he would agree with my plan about the new shipments coming or not. Since the previous one was seized by the cops.

I turned my gaze to Shantel, who was sitting closely beside me. She had a point. We had to convince Derick quickly and close the deal now.

"Don't get me wrong, Martin,