Thank you Hannah. I am glad you like it." Reggie smiled as she praised his lavish home. "I am a mafia boss, I should have a nice place to myself, right? To live and to entertain my beautiful guests." He looked Hannah straight in her eye, holding the gaze. "If tonight goes well, and there is a second date, I will take you to my estate home, more like a ranch. It is in the country, a large expanse of land, with a private lake and a boat. You will love it there."<br/><br/>As Hannah took her heels off, his eyes darted to soak in her beauty. The slit on the side of her red dress provided ample view of her bare thigh, skin so smooth, complexion like fine porcelain. He felt a twitch in his hands, as if yearning to feel her soft flesh. "I am famished. Let me order some pizza and coke. It always works, I have not met anyone who says no to that. But, if you want something fancier, I can get it too. The club kitchen is at our service. I am the boss afterall." He grinned and picked up his phone, waiting for her choices and texting the order to the club room service.<br/><br/>"I have owned this place for over 20 years, Hannah." Reggie sighed at her question, not wanting to bore her with gory details. "I was just a foot soldier in the gang and slowly rose through the ranks and finally usurped the boss at that time. I must have been in my twenties when I did that. If I share more details, you will report me to police and send me behind bars." He joked and changed the topic.<br/><br/>"So, tell me about yourself. Where are you from, what do you do for a living? Is there anything I can do for you? I have my connections." He offered to lure the young blonde, turning on the charm on his date for the night. Like a typical man, Reggie wanted the girl on the first date.