"Where are we? I don't see a kebab stall anywhere, and you've led me to this disheveled back alley. I'm starving, Dan," Anne whined as I parked my car in the dimly lit, deserted alley and opened the door for her, playing the role of a gentleman."Just come along; I have a surprise for you," I teased with a wide grin."A surprise? Well, lucky me for playing the role of Mrs. Anderson. No, wait a second, I think I know this area. This is the row of buildings behind Esta Piazza, and if I'm not mistaken, that back door belongs to La Tavola Reale?" Anne said as she began to piece it together.I smiled at her deduction, "Bingo.""Wait, is this allowed? Are we trespassing? Their security is really tight! I don't want to embarrass myself, Danzel, and end up in jail," Anne fretted as I held her hand, leading her toward the door she had mentioned."Don't worry, Anne, I know the chef and owner of this restaurant.""Really? You're lying; they're notoriously mysterious.""Well, I helped them naviga
"Wow, that was an amazing speech," Anne praised, applauding and making me smile broadly. "I'm curious about your story, which led you to become such good friends with them.""It's a bit long. I'll tell you sometime.""I'll be looking forward to it."I drove her home, dropping her off in the lobby. Anne opened the door and got out."Aren't you coming down?" Anne asked from the window as she saw me still behind the wheel. I shook my head. "Where are you going?""I still have some business. Go inside and get some rest. Sweet dreams.""Okay, take care."After making sure Anne had gone inside and closed the door, I continued my journey back to the city center. I was looking for some nighttime entertainment. I tossed my tie and jacket onto the passenger seat and rolled up my shirt sleeves. The loud rock music from the car's radio served as the soundtrack for my journey back to the city center.Heavenly Club, a banner displayed prominently in front with a large red neon box. The place was bu
Hearing Lyan's whisper made me swallow hard."What does Lyan mean? Does he know something about me? Ah, maybe he's just beating around the bush."Lyan left the room, drawing the heavy curtains that covered this circular-shaped lounge. Liliana approached me with an incredibly seductive move. My conscience was debating whether to play along or get as far away from this place as possible. Meanwhile, Liliana was getting closer.She tugged at my belt, looping her arm around my neck. Damn morals! Liliana's temptation was too tempting to resist. My arms pulled her closer to me, and Liliana let out a soft, pleasure-filled laugh at my reaction. Her soft, seductive voice ignited a wild passion within me as her lips drew near my ear to whisper something naughty. I couldn't wait to hear those mischievous words."You're quite naughty, Danzel."Hearing that, my awareness returned to 100%, and I pushed her away from my body."Aw! Not the reaction I was hoping for, but no matter. Oh, did I kill your
"Just tell me how much you want," I insisted."Wah wah... This reaction of yours, so full of confidence. It triggered me to want to mention an infinite number," Liliana teased. She was now lying on that round bed, her long dress slipping to the side, revealing her smooth thighs fully. Unfortunately, I was no longer the naive man from earlier; her actions no longer stirred my desire. I knew I was being toyed."You're stalling, for what?" I asked."Danzel, come closer to me!" Liliana suddenly ordered, but I didn't move."Foolish, come here! We need to convince the audience outside that you're having fun. You wouldn't want Bash's henchmen waiting for you outside with guns pointed at your head, would you?"I followed Liliana's request as she pulled me down to lie on my back. She then began to move wildly on top of me, but unfortunately, we were both still fully clothed."Yeah!! Enjoy it!" people outside cheered."Are they commenting on us?" I asked Liliana."These curtains cast shadows, D
*Ding*A message arrived on Anne's phone while she was in the middle of her evening routine. She had just finished her shower and was now sitting at her vanity, applying serum to her face to keep it healthy and moisturized. Her hair was still wet, so she took the time to blow-dry it, making sure her pillow wouldn't get damp and disrupt her sleep.After an hour had passed, she grabbed her laptop and reviewed Dr. Bertha's report on the progress of the inn's construction, the budget that needed to be prepared, and the building material suppliers that needed to be contacted.It was midnight when she yawned, stretched her body, and pushed the laptop onto the nightstand. She lay down and turned off the bedside lamp. As she drifted off to sleep, she remembered something she needed to check for tomorrow's schedule, so she reached for her phone."Hmm? A message from Lyan? What's this about?" Anne wondered, opening the message.The drowsiness that had overcome her disappeared instantly, and her
"I will meet you again tomorrow," I whispered to Liliana again to reassure her."Hush, be quiet. I won't go anywhere. And don't worry, your little secret is safe with me," Liliana replied softly, her expression void of emotion. I could sense fear in her eyes."Tell me, how much do you want? I will prepare it for you."Before Liliana could respond, Lyan had pulled her away from me. "What are you planning? She belongs to us. I don't want you sneaking around behind us and working together to betray us.""You're too paranoid, Lyan. Like Bash said, I just admire what isn't yet mine. Anyway, I'll be a true man and leave this place as you wish. Goodbye.""Wait," Bash ordered from his seat on the luxurious sofa upstairs in his club.'Darn it, I need to hurry back to clean up my mess with Anne. I don't want her to have any suspicious thoughts.'[Indeed, regrets always come too late.]"It's not even morning yet, why so rush? I haven't had the chance to get to know you better, Rupert...""Don't
"Is that so? Is there someone else with the same fighting style as me? It must be because we both idolise the same movie character," I replied, trying to find an excuse. I didn't immediately change my fighting stance, which would only make Lyan more suspicious. "So, who wants to feel my punches again?" I challenged, making a hand gesture for them to come forward.Lyan stepped forward, followed by Terry. "Lucky for us, we can continue the fight that was postponed a few nights ago. I'm still curious about how my fists feel against your jaw," Terry said."Bash, you better prepare a body bag," added Lyan.The two of them faced me together. From the information I had gathered, they had been practising boxing for a long time. It was no wonder their punches were so powerful.Meanwhile, Bash, sitting on the couch, smiled casually, pouring bourbon into his snifter and tapping his foot. There was no hint of remorse for what he had done to his employee earlier. "Boys, don't disappoint me," he co
"I haven't seen Lyra around for the past few days. Do you know where she is?" Tom asked as he sat down with his wife, who had just appeared at the breakfast table.Margareth waited to answer her husband's question. Instead, she approached him and gently kissed his forehead. Tom raised both eyebrows in surprise; this was not Margareth's usual behaviour. What could have suddenly improved her mood?"Good morning," greeted his wife as she sat at the table's end. She immediately sipped a cup of black coffee with beans specially roasted and imported from Indonesia, feeling the caffeine in the coffee work its magic as it prepared her for the drama she was about to stage."Good morning..." Tom replied hesitantly. His initial happiness had turned into apprehension as he awaited the worst possible outcome. He knew Margareth's habit well; she would act cheerful before unleashing her anger, like a rainbow before a storm."Zhar, my dear. Can you manage my boutique on High Avenue? I feel like someo