Vincent POV
Return of the king
These events were always the worst part of the circle of people I loosely associated with these days. I had a need, and this is how I satisfied it… Whores.
People flocked to me as soon as I arrived, all of them wanting a chance to be near me. It wasn't who I was, it has everything to do with my money. That's all everyone wanted from me, the damn money. I didn't much care for the lesser life, but I knew I wasn't built to be poor again. The money helped me keep my secret and ensured no one would questions the things I did. Most of the wealthy men whom attended these events wore a mask, something I was thankful for many times. I had no intention of staying too long, just long enough to make sure people would keep the silent respect.
