Elena came slowly down the stairs. A girl's work is never done, she thought. She just wished she could enjoy herself more often than not. Anjanette met her most popular girl at the bottom of the steps and pulled her aside before she could enter the casino where more men waited.

"There's a gentleman who has asked for your services." The madam stated.

"So what's new? Most men who come in ask for me."

"This man has paid twice the regular price to be next."

Elena's eyebrows shot up. "Really? So where is this man?"

Anjanette motioned for the Spanish girl to follow her and led her to the back office where she opened the door with a flourish. Elena glanced in timidly and smiled brightly when she saw Ian leaning against the desk as if he owned the brothel.

"Evening Miss Elena." He said in a lazy drawl.

Elena shook her head slowly. "I do believe I'm speechless. It's nice to see you Ian."

"Same to you. Shall we go upstairs to conclude our business?"

The young woman nodded and motioned for him to follow. As she led him up the stairs to her room she swayed her hips more than usual making him chuckle softly at her attempt to entice him. As she opened the door to her room for him she spotted Vanessa coming out of her own room. The other girl frowned slightly as she recognized the man from the Halloween party but Elena just winked at her and closed the door.

Ian was looking around the prettily decorated room and noticed that the bed was made. He turned to her with raised eyebrows. "It makes the customers think that they're the only ones I've been with. I also wash up in-between as well as bathe each man I'm with which they seem to enjoy. Anjanette runs a clean establishment." She explained.

"That's good to know." Ian replied.

"So would you like anything special?" She asked as she slowly took off her robe and laid it across the bed wearing nothing but a corset and stockings.

Ian's eyes slowly roamed the exposed flesh and he smiled. "First things first."

Elena�s face showed her surprise and she sat up. "Alright. What's on your mind?"

"I will handle Meg and Luke from now on. I want you to distance yourself from them."

She rolled her eyes. "Forget it."

"I've told you I know Luke a lot better than you do. If you insist on pushing yourself on him, he's only gonna push you away harder. And the fact that you're causing undue hardship on his pregnant wife will not endear you to him."

Elena pouted slightly. "So what's your plan?"

"I'll work on Meg. She's a little insecure, and I'm going to play on that for now."

"Really? How so?" Elena leaned forward, giving Ian a better view of her "charms".

He glanced down at her cleavage and cleared his throat. "I'm going to be the perfect man, the one who can do no wrong in her eyes. A Prince Charming of sorts."

"And you think Meg will fall for this?"

"Hook, line and sinker." He removed his jacket and threw it over a chair. "So do we have an agreement?" The jacket was followed by the slow unbuttoning of his shirt to reveal a well-muscled torso. Words escaped Elena and she nodded silently. "Good." He replied then crooked his finger for her to come to him. Silently Elena complied with his request and stood before him, her palms moving over his chest slowly. Ian stopped her roaming hands and looked down into her hands. "I don't suppose you still have the wig you wore for Halloween?"

Elena smiled wickedly; she loved games. "I do."

"Good put it on."

She turned away from him to get the wig. "I suppose I'll be playing a part tonight." She said over her shoulder.

"You want to make love to Luke, all you need is a man with the accent and one Aussie is as good as another for that; I want to lay with Meg-"

"And I suppose one redhead is as good as another?"

Ian nodded and Elena smiled. Perhaps, she thought, she could finally enjoy herself as much as the man did. She was beginning to see the benefits of her partnership with Ian Grant.