The Godfather's Heir.

Chap. 5 Catch The Traitors

"Yes, sir."

"Do it neatly; I'm waiting for the results. Haven't had a good show in a long time." Jonathan said with a grinning smile. He shook off his expensive coat and walked to his room.

Arriving in the room, Jonathan called his personal secretary.

"Miss Rodriguez, order a bucket of red roses for tomorrow. Neatly wrapped and packed in an elegant ribbon."

"Anything else, sir?"

"A box of chocolates, wrapped in the same colour as the flower bucket. Have a vase of flowers on my table."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

Jonathan smiled faintly with just the gift. Magdalena Morris's heart would melt for not picking her up at the airport.

***

The atmosphere in one of the elite bars in the city centre looks very cheerful and lively. But the visitor only contained a few men in expensive suits. Apparently, they were VIP customers from among the successful businessmen who booked the bar tonight. It looks like erotic dancers with minimal clothing are entertaining them. The clinking of clear glasses filled with Whiskey and Brandy sounded along with jokes, the mouth of the man sitting next to each other on the L-letter lounger. Not to forget, the twenty-year-old entertainers, who were the chosen girls, accompanied the VIP guests.

"For our success." Esteban raised his glass, greeted by the other men doing the same.

"Thanks to your intelligence, Mr da Silva." said a young man, Jonathan's age, approaching Esteban and clinking their drinking glasses.

"Cheers..."

"Cheers..."

"You may take one of these beautiful women to the hotel room upstairs. It's one of my gifts." Esteban said while hugging the beautiful and sexy young girl beside him.

"Sir, may I take two women with me?" asked one of the men sitting at the end of the chair.

"Hahaha… young man, it seems your youthful spirit should not be underestimated." Esteban laughed happily. "Take it; I've paid for all the women here. You are free to choose which one."

"And you, young man. Please enjoy both, hahaha…." Esteban sat cross-legged, his right hand holding a drinking glass and his left hand hugging the call girl's slender waist that had been clinging to him for a long time.

"I like you; I will book you for a week. Living in my luxury apartment, your job is to serve and take care of my needs." Esteban lifted the pointed chin of the young girl he had chosen.

"Thank you, sir." replied the young girl spoiled.

"Hahaha… everyone, toast." Esteban stood up and raised his glass. "Tonight is the night of our victory; in a moment, the Smith Corporation will be ours!" Esteban laughed and took a sip of his drink; he pulled the call girl of his choice. Half drunk, the middle-aged man embraced the sexy girl in the hotel room to vent his lust. He felt above the clouds; his plans to own Jonathan's company could go smoothly.

Esteban laughed; happily, he couldn't wait to be the wealthiest man in this country. Power, wealth, and women will soon be in his hands. Don't blame him; why can he betray? Jonathan's stubbornness and arrogance disgusted him as if he didn't need anyone's help. For a long time, Esteban wanted to teach Jonathan a lesson.

"Come on, baby, satisfy me," mumbled Esteban before closing the hotel room door.

***

Adam was standing at the door of the bar. The entrance of the luxury building was closed, and there was a hanger that said CLOSED. The young man smiled lightly. He looked at the clock on his wrist. Several men in black suits had already gathered with him.

"Mr. Simon," called one of the men in a suit.

"It is time?"

"Right, they've started going into hotel rooms with the call girls."

"Good, the informant is reliable?"

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm… interesting." Adam was looking forward to seeing the drama inside later.

"Drag them naked and send them to Mr. Smith!"