"Impressed?" A hint of Sinister's cockiness was laced into Luka's words.
"I've seen bigger." I shrugged.
Sinister's house was twice the size. And probably his d**k too.
A small smirk toyed at the edge of Luka's tan skin, as he motioned for me to follow him inside the mansion.
The inside did not disappoint. Dark oak lined the walls of the massive halls, expensive looking artwork was hung sparingly.
"So when is this...UOC Ball?" I asked slowly, fidgeting as men came into view.
They were all dressed darkly, their faces and bone structure made it clear that I was in a Russian household. The glint of handguns was clear as I glanced at the dozens of men. The smell of weed was intoxicating,
Luka said nothing, his eyes merely flickered over to mine for a reaction, and when he got nothing, h
