Sinful Escape by Kitty Kendall

Author:Kitty Kendall [Kendall, Kitty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kitty Kendall
Published: 2020-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

I still had forty minutes before I met with Roman. But with nothing else to do, I decided to head to the casino early. I placed my passport, phone, credit card, cash and room key into my lovely gold clutch, secured the chain over my shoulder, and walked out my door.

Within fifteen minutes I was strolling toward the grand entrance of the world-famous Monte Carlo casino, and my nanna knickers were crawling their way up my ass. Rolls Royce’s, Lamborghinis and Aston Martins were queued up outside the entrance, reminding me I was heading into the realm of the rich and famous. Doing my best to retain my impersonation of a lady, I resisted reaching around to pluck the pesky fabric from my crack.

Focusing on my feet so I didn’t trip up the marble steps, I followed a young, immaculately dressed couple through the front door which was held ajar by a stern-faced bellhop in a crisp red suit.

From the second I stepped over the threshold I was taken to another world. A world that languished in opulence and grandeur. Intricate frescos adorned the ceiling and were as beautiful as the artwork in the Louvre. A grand marble statue of four life-sized horses rearing on their hind legs dominated the atrium. Women wore dresses in shimmering fabrics that sparkled almost as much as their abundant jewelry. Elegance and extravagance were the theme.

At the entrance desk, I showed my passport, expecting the lovely young lady behind the counter to question my photo. She didn’t. Maybe she was accustomed to seeing such dramatic transformations. She simply smiled and took my money.

After passing through the security doors, I entered La Salle Europe. The grand room was a feast for my senses. The carpets were crafted in bold colors of gold and emerald green. Bohemian crystal chandeliers that weighed in at three hundred and thirty pounds each were centered in sections of rich gold-gilded cornicing.

Electronic jingles tempted gamblers to the rows of slot machines lined up like soldiers. Hundreds of people filled the room with excited chatter and hoots of laughter. Strolling through the crowds, I attempted to take in every inch of my surroundings. With each step, I wanted to pinch myself. I was finally here, in one of the most opulent casinos of the world.

The cool air-conditioning prickled my skin as I ambled past gaming tables that offered a wide selection of games . . . poker, craps, baccarat. I was drawn to a series of blackjack tables gathered together in one section and as I strolled toward it, trying to take everything in, scents flitted from potent alcoholic beverages to expensive florally perfumes.

It was easy to see why the James Bond movie Casino Royale was filmed here. Nearly every man I saw was dressed in a three-piece suit and the women were in stunning gowns that would be appropriate to wear to royal weddings.

My parents had always been keen to party. They were either entertaining random strangers with my father’s guitar-playing and Mother’s attempts to sing, or we’d have card nights.

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