The Godfather's Heir.

Chap. 6 The End of The Party

"What a pleasure of this life, wealth, power, and women." Esteban laughed in the room while hugging the call girl he had been paid. He didn't know that Adam and Jonathan's bodyguards were ready to drag him out and humiliate him outside the room.

"Open it," Adam ordered the receptionist, who was already holding the room key card.

"Bep," the door opened. The receptionist pushed the door of the room where Esteban was occupied with making up his lust openly.

Esteban was still busy, wallowing in his lust, so he didn't realize that the bed he was in was surrounded by Adam and his followers. The white-haired man was still babbling dirty words while enjoying his call girl.

"Well, feel so good, huh?" Adam asked.

"Yeah," replied Esteban unconsciously.

"Sir," called the girl seeing the people around her.

"What is it?"

"Sir, they…."

"Shut up and serve me. I have paid dearly for your body!" Esteban snapped as he continued his game.

"All right, Mr. da Silva. I can't wait too long. I haven't slept all night."

Esteban paused, trying to digest the voice of his nearby.

"Sir, many people have entered our room." said the girl who was still under Esteban's body.

"In the back, sir." added the girl reminded.

"Good evening, Mr. da Silva?" Adam smiled mockingly after Esteban hastily got up from the call girl naked's body and turned to Adam.

"You…, How dare you interfere with my fun!" Esteban shouted, pointing his index finger at Adam.

"I'm going to take you to the Smith Corporation building for fun right now," Adam answered lightly.

"Drag him out of here! Don't keep Mr. Smith waiting." Adam ordered his men.

"Don't touch me; I'm in charge of the Smith Corporation in a minute. I'll make sure Jonathan Smith is a bum in the streets. And you'll follow in his footsteps, starving and stranded."

"Well, we'll prove it later, Mr. da Silva." Adam moved his hand, signaling to take Esteban by force.

"Fuck you, bastard, let me go!" shouted Esteban, who wanted to escape from the grip of Jonathan's two bodyguards. His body was still naked, not wearing a single cloth.

"What's your name?" Adam looked at the call girl, Esteban's hire earlier.

"L-lily, sir." The girl gripped the blanket tightly, covering her body. She lowered her head in fear and shame.

Adam looked at her with pity; this girl was very young. The same age as his younger sister. "You have to do this job?"

Lily nodded.

"Because of…?" Adam asked.

"I-I…."

Get dressed, pack your things. I will redeem you."

"Sir," Lily called with teary eyes.

"This is not my money, but my boss's money." Adam put his hands in his pockets and left the room.

"Thank you," Lily muttered as she wept.

***

"Gather them all and put them in the car!" Adam commanded his people. They had each dragged Esteban's gang naked. This event is like a cheap localization business raid in a slum area.

"Jerk!"

"Bastard!"

"Let go of us!" Shouts from Esteban and his gang sounded chaotic.

Adam took out a check and left it at the reception desk.

"Sir." one of Jonathan's men approached Adam.

"Leave," commanded Adam.

"Lily, come with me." Adam looked at a group of weeping call girls, and they hugged Lily as a farewell to her friend in arms. Adam sighed; getting out of this dirty place was impossible to make up for them all.

***

Adam took them to their destination after dropping Lily off at his house. Esteban and his gang were pushed down on the metal floor in an enclosed room.

"Kneel!" Adam's orders.

They fell on the cold floor. Unable to bear the cold that began to pierce the skin, Esteban and his gang embraced each other's bodies. Their eyes fell on a pair of very shiny black loafers a moment later. The owner sat casually in his oversized chair, watching the naked body tremble with the cold.

"J-Jonathan Smith?"

"Hello… Mr da Silva?"