ARCANUM

CHAPTER 11

LISANDRO MANOBAN POV

Three days. It's been three days, and she still hasn't shown up. Every night I waited for her as I approached Giselle. After I gave her the excuse that I couldn't play with her because she was Valdo Bykov's confidant, she was a little less inclined to try to seduce me. And now she seems more comfortable talking to me.

From her, I got information that once a week, Valdo Bykov holds a pleasury club. Which I knew beforehand and tried to enter. But I couldn't because only people who were personally picked by Valdo could enter. Giselle confirmed the information I had in my pocket. She said that only people Valdo knew were allowed to enter that club, and some of them are in high positions. In my judgment, there were several police officers, or other law enforcement officers so that how Valdo could get away easily all this time.

Russia is not like Korea or Thailand. They are more secretive, and the mafia here is bigger and older than in those two countries, so they already have a big influence here. Not to mention their unquestioned loyalty. Like the Yakuza in Japan or the Mafia in Italy, they are known for their loyalty. It also makes them not arbitrarily believe random people. One has to prove themself and go through several tests to be trusted. But even if the person has the trust, they will not easily access the data in it. That's how closed the mafia network here.

Valdo Bykov, who runs human trafficking, is also difficult to approach. I was just lucky enough to meet him after about 5 to 6 months I arrived in Russia. And short enough to be invited to his stripper club. I think of it as the first layer. The stripper club is an illegal business related to human trafficking at its most extreme. In the second layer, there is a club where slavery is done. Pleasury Club. How they mentioned it, as Giselle said. And I'm sure the venue for the event is at the residence of Valdo Bykov, or maybe nearby.

In the third layer, there is an auction. The main business of their human trafficking. This is what Giselle just informed me. Every four months, there will be a new shipment of women to be traded, and she is tasked with dressing the women and making them beautiful, so they are attractive to bargain for by anyone who dares to charge a high price.

That information, of course, I also knew and wanted to access. Because that was where Punpun was when she first arrived in Russia. Women who are not sold will be employed in a stripper club or a pleasury club. Meanwhile, women who sold, are usually used by buyers and will be taken to a pleasury club as their slaves.

Kayden was the one to be auctioned but didn't because as soon as Valdo's eyes caught sight of her before she was brought on stage, she like her and kept her to himself. But even though she was his favorite woman, Kayden didn't escape the pleasury club because after all, she was one of Valdo Bykov's slaves.

"What brought you to Russia, handsome," Giselle asked me. We were like the previous nights, sitting side by side on the barstool and enjoying our drinks and talks. "Before you answer, don't tell me it's because of the weather. The cold here can be very inhumane," she continued, smiling seductively and sipping the cocktail I bought her. That's all she's doing to me now. Flirting but not trying to attack my rod under my pants.

"Hmm... Then, it's because of the woman," I answered non-seriously. She giggled and hit my upper arm. "Well, that's true. I like beautiful women. The best ever created. Their curves, their soft skin, their faces that make my day."