***Oliver’s POV***
I had to deal with Bianchi downstairs, and make sure to keep him busy while Jacob took Elle out the back. We had a business deal in the works, and I needed it to not fall through. We were selling him a hundred thousands pounds worth of cocaine and he was taking it to his American contacts to distribute, but the way he just looked at my girl told me to expect that to fall through. He was a brutal and malicious man that usually beat his prostitutes to death, which was why he had a hard time finding high end women. No one would service him unless they were desperate. He had started wars over much less.
I took him down to settle his bets with the bookmakers, and he gave me the down payment for the first half of the shipment in one of the back offices. “We’ll deliver padded
