Chapter 72

Don Lorenzo Esposito, ornate desk, his eyes fixed on Rafael as he entered the room. "Ah, Rafael, my brother," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "You finally came," he said while hugging him.

Rafael nodded, his expression neutral. "Yes, Lorenzo. I understand you have a new proposal for expanding our...ahem...hospitality interests."

Don Lorenzo smiled, his gold tooth glinting in the dim light. "Yes, indeed. We've acquired a new supply of fresh talent from various countries. Young, beautiful, and eager to please."

Rafael's face remained impassive. He knew what this meant.

Don Lorenzo leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "We're targeting high-end clients in major cities worldwide. The demand is high, and we'll be catering to their every desire."

"I see," he said, his voice flat. "And what's the timeline for implementation?"

Don Lorenzo leaned back in his chair, steeping his fingers. "We'll start with an auction tomorrow night; arrangements are done."

"An auction?" he