CHAPTER FIFTY TWO – IN THE PRESENCE OF ELITES

"Now then," Karl said, leaning forward slightly. "What would you recommend for me tonight, Cassie? I'm in the mood for something... adventurous." There was something in his tone that made Cassie pause. She had a feeling he wasn't just talking about drinks. "Well," she began carefully, "we have a new cocktail that's been quite popular. It's called the Siren's Call. Smooth at first, but with quite a kick at the end." Karl's lips curved into a smile. "Sounds intriguing. Much like you, Cassie. Sweet on the surface, but with hidden depths, I suspect." Cassie felt her cheeks warm. "I'll take that as a compliment and get your drink, Mr. von Steiner." As she turned to leave, Karl's hand shot out, grasping her wrist. The touch sent a jolt through her body. "Karl," he corrected softly. "And Cassie? Bring one for yourself as well. I'd like you to join me." Cassie nodded, her mouth suddenly dry. As she made her way to the bar, her mind was racing. What game was Karl playing? And more import