e man, whom 90% of Americans recognized as a billionaire businessman, had st

night asked with an expressionless lo

he good

d, about to walk away to return Sca

immediately. "Is she a new stripper?" Blake Knight directed the question at the receptionist t

pper-looking receptionist answe

a stripper, even though why would she be

nd then she watched him rape her with his eyes, and there was what

be proposing to fuck h

e asked out

w to reply to this man who seemed like one she shouldn't be messing with. He might look like a beaut

as though he had lost interest in her. He walked away

a gun tucked in the pock

them disappear from the door

ct so dumb with him!" The rec

asked as she s

asked with an envious yet angry look. "If you had shown interest, p

w steps towards the desk. "Because you aren't pretty? Or pr

sted with our strippers and slut as

?" That

onist to Jose who walked out from th

Knight." The lady chipped in and a s

met with Bl

go, shall we?" She asked after glaring at the rece

oned themselves at the entrance trying to seduce some customers, but here in Lust, each booth seemed to be for VIPs only, with

people definitely for rich spoilt ones, smoking their

ed to enter. Now here was definitely for the VVIPS. Abigail thought as she couldn't stop running her eyes arou

ed into the room, seeing a man a

r couch. "As you all know she was the one chosen by Mr. Rizzo. A

oing to earn $50 million?

of LUST." The woman beside

n was. Why's she always having meetings with higher-profile ones? Ar

to our target, and once you can seduce him in bed, the mission

it a second... So after maybe sleeping with the target, th

murder that person lat

egs, trying not to make her eyes twitch as that

er from Mr. Rizzo no goi

m as a self-made billionaire. He shouldn't have seen you

in before he could complete his wo

uc