With a cup of tea in her hand, Jennes was on the computer transferring a few documents to her new laptop when she had Lodge in a hotel where she would be staying until Tristan will meet to speak with her on the new business plan.Her phone rang all of a sudden and she was a bit startled by the name on it,"Oh my goodness, why is he calling me now." She doesn't know why but a single phone call from Tristan causes her to panic.She quickly organized her thoughts and picked up the call, putting it on loudspeaker and dropping it on the desk."Hello sir?" she greeted and sipped from the mug."Good day Jennes, how are you doing?" Tristan's unique voice answered from the other side of the phone."I am doing well sir thank you, How about you? and Miss Claudia?" she asked."She is good and so am I. Anyways," Tristan quickly changed the subject,"I wanted to know if you are free for the rest of the week, or if you have something doing?"She raised a bow unsure of where this conversation was hea
New York City, Tristan took a breath of that fresh air as he stepped out of the car, he hadn't booked a hotel to lodge in, that was an insult to a man as wealthy as himself at this point.Tristan bought an apartment worth a hundred and seventy million dollars, a fully furnished apartment managed by one of the most expensive housing and estate development companies.The house itself was a mansion with several glass components both indoors and outside the door, Its exterior was breathtaking and the surrounding was unlike what Tristan had ever set his eyes upon, but because it was already 7 pm when he arrived, he couldn't see everything like he would have loved to.The palm trees were well kept, and flowers were grown reaching quite an impressive height, trimmed into a nice cubic shape, a large-sized swimming pool, and a breathtaking view of the city since his house was located by the mountainside.Both his mother and Jennes could not close their mouths shut when they saw this apartment,
The drive took twenty minutes to the venue, but that wasn't the location of the killers' lounge, because they were parked in front of a bar, blooming with light and life, loud music and dance."This is not the killer's lounge, it cannot be," Tristan uttered.[ Go into the bar, you'll be guided]"Hmm," Tristan muttered,"I hope so," he added and stepped out of the car immediately, but realized that Max wasn't making any attempt to stand."Aren't you coming?" he asked.[ Host has to go alone, you fight and perform the task alone]"Fight?" [ You still have two chances with the martial arts skills before upgrading]Tristan sighed heavily, he took a deep breath in and out and closed the door behind him before walking towards the bar." System, please change my appearance, Make the choice this time, but I should remain young, and this will be my face throughout the task."[loading...]As soon as he stepped foot into the vicinity, the smell of cigarettes filled his nostrils, he couldn't sta
[This chapter contains scenes that are known to be x-rated proceed with caution]"My name is T and like I said, I know your brother is somewhere here so take me to him and we will save ourselves the stress that comes along with this conversation," Tristan added."Not until you tell me who you are, how did you get that card?" Carl asked with a hint of enthusiasm.Tristan sighed and glanced at the countdown that floated before his eyes,"Look man, I have just five minutes left to get there, Just tell me where this place is and we are good to go." "Hmm," Carl sighed and looked at Tristan in the eye.He then looked away briskly turned to the waiter at the counter and nodded his head slightly.The waiter in turn also nodded just like he did while Tristan observed them wondering what they were doing."Follow me," Carl said and stood up from the chair and Tristan did the same, dropped the cigarette behind. They both walked towards the direction of the bathroom and the waiter was in from of
Tristan followed him through the crowd of dancing men and women, nothing amazed him more than the boss's confidence to walk around despite the bulge in his pants, something that he was ashamed of in front of his girlfriend Claudia.The smell of some got even stronger as they went further, and some went as far as even blowing their smoke at Tristan's face, which he tried to ignore as much as possible to avoid creating a scenes."You want to see him huh?" The boss asked him one more time and Tristan nodded affirmatively."Just try to come out of there alive," he added as they kept on walking. They stopped before a door which the boss knocked twice on and someone from the other side opened the door to let them in.Once inside,Tristan swallowed hard when he met the gaze of the tough-looking men in the large room, some played snooker while some were seated on a long bench drowning themselves in alcohol, could cigarettes and what not. While just like the boss, some were getting themselves
[ As requested by that host... 50 exp points have been deducted][ Healing begins immediately]"What the fuck!" One of the men present yelled in shock, the sight was no doubt bewildering even for Drake himself.He left Tristan's neck immediately and took a few steps backward, he quickly wiped the blood stains from his hand and continued to stare at Tristan like he was a demon."Can we talk now?" Tristan asked him with a grin, he knew that his sudden healing from the injury sustained by the bottle edge would leave even the toughest of killers speechless so he took the risk and spent 50 exp points on it."How did you do that man!" Tristan was now surrounded by everyone who had seen the incredulous occurrence, The last thing he wanted was this distraction because his aim was simple, and that was to befriend Drake Hart."Grab yourself whatever you want to eat or drink, I'll pay for everything but... Tristan paused," Say no words about this to anyone outside of here, and do not and I repe
As the door opened Tristan held his breath, not sure of who or what he was going to meet inside, but once inside, he exhaled in relief but still perplexed by the horrendous sight."Who are these?" he asked Drake looking at all four men that were tied to a chair, Their hands were tied with a rope behind the chairs, while their mouths were covered with pieces of clothing so that they could not speak."One of these must be the president's son," he thought."These are my next victims, I just want to see how brave you are to help me execute one of them," Drake responded with a sinister grin.Tristan could not believe his ears, his jaws dropped but he quickly closed his mouth to avoid looking scared."I demand to know why you want them dead anf who they are exactly," Tristan said trying to prolong the conversation and in turn know who the president's son was. The last thing he wanted to do was to get his hands stained with blood."I am the boss remember? You do as I say if you want to work
Everywhere in the lounge, everyone wondered why the music stopped all of a sudden for the second time, and they could hear the sound of the microphone tapping onto something."Good evening everyone!" Tristan's voice echoed through the lounge and those who were in the same section as him turned to where the DJ was and saw him holding up the microphone."What the fuck is he doing?" "Sorry for stopping your music!" he apologized, but quickly realized that he shouldn't have so added,"But I want this party to stop now, it's irritating me, why? because it's too cheap. I know you all have a limited amount of money to spend tonight, maybe a hundred dollars, but what if I tell you that you could spend a million dollars and more tonight? " His last statement caught everyone's attention, but most of them thought that he was just being stupid or was probably under alcoholic influence." He only took one sip of cigarettes and now he's mad!" the guy he met earlier yelled from the crowd." What a