Corrupt Me by Jillian Quinn

Author:Jillian Quinn [Quinn, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penn Publishing
Published: 2017-01-17T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

LUCA

I waited all week for Thursday night poker. With all the bullshit fraternity meetings and breaking in our new pledge class, I needed to blow off some steam. Hunter and Mark rode with me to the apartment owned by my father and situated along the Delaware River. Some of the most expensive properties in Philadelphia were on the waterfront. They also came with the sweetest view of the city. I stuck my key in the elevator slot and pushed the button for the penthouse.

Mark farted, making it feel like a coffin until the doors opened up to a white marble foyer. He giggled like a child, and I shoved him away as I stepped into my living room. My father had most of the marble and fabrics imported from Italy, which gave the apartment the feel of a modern cathedral. Ornate chandeliers suspended from vaulted ceilings. Windows wrapped around the living room, dining room, and kitchen. French doors opened to a private balcony that overlooked the Camden Waterfront. A spiral staircase led to the second floor with four bedrooms that had equally impressive views.

I shared the apartment with my dad, but he never used it. After my parents moved to Cherry Hill, New Jersey, he hardly crossed the bridge. His associates handled his business deals, keeping him updated through a tier of advisors. Once a month, I organized a high roller game that helped my boys pay their tuition for the year. And it was easy money.

You can’t buy loyalty, a lesson I’d learned from my father. I didn’t have to buy Mark or Hunter. We were friends and brothers long before I started running card games or bookmaking. Together we came up with the idea to create our own revenue streams. But my father disapproved. He voiced his opinion on it every Sunday at dinner.

We climbed the stairs, strolling down the hallway into the bedroom that faced the south side of the river. Opposite my bedroom, it had rich mahogany walls and floors, a wall of glass windows, and a balcony. On the right, we had a fully stocked bar with top shelf liquor and beer for our high rollers.

Hunter opened a closet, dragging a poker table out with Mark’s help. “Where do you want me to do set this up?”

I bent down and gripped the bottom of a black leather couch. “Get the other side and help me move it back about twenty feet.”

Hunter lifted the opposite end with a grunt, still out of shape. Since school had started, he was working on the beer gut to stay fit for football. But he drank and smoked weed more than he exercised. Life in a fraternity house wasn’t for the faint of heart. Still, I had to maintain some semblance of control as president. For the rest of the guys, each night was a never-ending party. I had too much shit to worry about, like sweet-talking the Dean and the campus police.

I slid behind the bar and poured three glasses of scotch, passing them to my brothers.

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