Chapter 68

A fat man lounged on a plush couch, a lit cigar perched between his lips, its smoke swirling lazily towards the ceiling. On the ornate table beside him, a glass of whiskey caught the light, casting amber reflections. Two women flanked him, their hands moving in rhythmic motions over his shoulders and back, their touch seemingly light and soothing, using expensive massage oil. Another woman worked diligently at easing the tension from his muscles from behind..

His two unwavering subordinates stood at attention before him, the anticipation of his orders hanging heavily in the air.

"What is your command, boss?" one of them inquired, his voice tinged with a mix of respect and urgency.

The man, known only as the boss, exhaled a cloud of smoke before responding, his voice as smooth as the whiskey he sipped. "What's the status of our gambling den, loan company, and drug distribution? Any problems?"

"Boss, with the military general supporting us, who would dare to challenge us?" the subordina
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